<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911</id><updated>2011-11-07T13:01:17.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 29:11</title><subtitle type='html'>For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare, not for woe! plans to give you a future full of hope.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-2825900952418085879</id><published>2009-10-02T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:47:06.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Dear ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will be updating my blog again after such a long gap. But the main theme would most likely topics on photography. See Yar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-2825900952418085879?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2825900952418085879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=2825900952418085879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/2825900952418085879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/2825900952418085879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-627067119874256478</id><published>2008-04-05T07:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T07:54:53.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OneRepublic  -   Apologize</title><content type='html'>I first heard this song in one of the Smallville's TV series. After my discreet research, i found out it was sang by a rock band called OneRepublic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;"OneRepublic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt; is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" title="United States"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alternative_rock" title="Alternative rock"&gt;alternative rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt; band formed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colorado" title="Colorado"&gt;Colorado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;. They have drawn mainstream attention since the release of their hit single, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apologize_%28song%29" title="Apologize (song)"&gt;Apologize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;". The remix was featured on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timbaland" title="Timbaland"&gt;Timbaland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shock_Value_%28Timbaland_album%29" class="mw-redirect" title="Shock Value (Timbaland album)"&gt;Shock Value&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dreaming_Out_Loud_%28OneRepublic_album%29" title="Dreaming Out Loud (OneRepublic album)"&gt;Dreaming Out Loud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;." (quoted from Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fm0T7_SGee4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fm0T7_SGee4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-627067119874256478?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/627067119874256478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=627067119874256478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/627067119874256478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/627067119874256478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2008/04/onerepublic-apologize.html' title='OneRepublic  -   Apologize'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-731717604577794170</id><published>2008-04-05T07:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:10:46.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Grandma goes to court</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/R_a6lv4yXtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YYEMYT6eCKM/s1600-h/image0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/R_a6lv4yXtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YYEMYT6eCKM/s400/image0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185537178636279506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-731717604577794170?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/731717604577794170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=731717604577794170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/731717604577794170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/731717604577794170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-grandma-goes-to-court.html' title='When Grandma goes to court'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/R_a6lv4yXtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YYEMYT6eCKM/s72-c/image0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-6175998114881942743</id><published>2007-10-12T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:10:46.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/Rw-VkcvLTbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/__-0Q5YeeQ8/s1600-h/06sheikh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/Rw-VkcvLTbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/__-0Q5YeeQ8/s400/06sheikh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120475754765438386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American called them ASTRONAUT.&lt;br /&gt;Russia called them COSMONAUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIAN called him (I mean Dr Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor, who else?) ANGKASAWAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is He really a ANGKASAWAN? What is the definiton of ANGKASAWAN? The answer seems very obvious, it means "astronaut".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following excerpt is taken from iTwiredotcom:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space Station Expedition 16 crew to launch 10.10.2007   &lt;br /&gt;By William Atkins&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 09 October 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Space Station Expedition 16 crew members Whitson, Malenchenko, and Shukor are ready to liftoff from a Soyuz-FG rocket on Wednesday, October 10, 2007, from the Baikonur Cosmodrome in Kazakhstan.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew consists of American astronaut Peggy Whitson, Russian cosmonaut Yuri Malenchenko, and Malaysian space tourist Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are scheduled to arrive at the International Space Station (ISS) two days later, on October 12. The ISS Expedition 16 mission will last until the spring of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Whitson is the commander of the Expedition 16 crew, while Yuri Malenchendo is its flight engineer and the Soyuz TMA-11 spacecraft commander. Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor is a spaceflight participant from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitson will become the first woman commander of the space station. Previously, she was a member of the Expedition 5 crew, having served onboard the ISS from June 7 to December 7, 2002. During her stay she installed micrometeoroid shielding on the Russian Zvezda Service Module and activated the Microgravity Sciences Glovebox. She was also named the first NASA Science Officer while her stay onboard the station. She conducted 21 experiments in human life sciences and microgravity sciences while on the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malenchendo was the commander of the ISS Expedition 7 crew in 2003. He was also a mission specialist for STS-106 in 2000 and commanded the Mir 16 mission in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his twelve-day stay at the station,Shukor will not just be a space tourist but will also have the job of studying the effects of microgravity (what is commonly called zero-gravity) and space radiation on microbes. A possible vaccine for HIV will also be studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASA astronaut Daniel M. Tani, another member of the Expedition 16 crew will arrive at the ISS on STS-120 aboard space shuttle Discovery. Tani will be a flight engineer for the mission. STS-120 is scheduled to liftoff from the NASA Kennedy Space Center in Florida on October 23, 2007. Tani will replace Expedition 15/16 flight engineer and NASA astronaut Clayton Anderson, who will return with the STS-120 crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European Space Agency (ESA) astronaut Léopold Eyharts will become a member of the Expedition 16 crew when he arrives aboard space shuttle Atlantis on mission STS-122. December 6, 2007 is the scheduled liftoff day of the mission from the NASA launch facility in Florida. Tani will return to Earth when Atlantis leaves the space station after completing its assembly mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASA astronaut Garrett E. Reisman will fly to the space station onboard space shuttle Endeavour on STS-123, becoming a flight engineer for the Expedition 16 mission, and will stay onboard to become a member of the ISS Expedition 17 crew. STS-123 is scheduled to be launched on February 14, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now others called him "SPACE TOURIST". So which is the correct one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess there is no right answer to it. so instead i will call him the SPACEMAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-6175998114881942743?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6175998114881942743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=6175998114881942743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/6175998114881942743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/6175998114881942743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monkey and Avatar speed(ed), race(d) and drifted for two hour, so at the end who is the winner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down my friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/RwOSCsvLTXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hq6S8ySIwho/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/RwOSCsvLTXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hq6S8ySIwho/s400/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117094176689442162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/RwOTGsvLTYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QMYgYvS-BQU/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Io1GMPlm_1I/RwOTGsvLTYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QMYgYvS-BQU/s400/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095344920546690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story,, you may be "long" but it do not mean that you can drift..kekekeke ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-895592298122103196?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/895592298122103196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=895592298122103196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/895592298122103196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/895592298122103196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2007/10/drift-king.html' title='Drift 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/8152070735133421529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/8152070735133421529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-want-kung-fu.html' title='you want kung fu?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-7944282830425571111</id><published>2007-09-05T08:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:57:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Merdeka Day</title><content type='html'>i was in KL during the Merdeka's weekend. Kind of a last minute trip. Friends do ask me what is the trip about, i would say both personal and official. Have a good fellowship with vinny. In fact i even went down to OUG, Old Klang Road (formerly known as Yaohan). The place pretty changed a lot. FYI, i have stayed almost 4 years around that neighbourhood. Kinda like a down memory lane trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My truly is now in KL and going to stay there for 6 months. I goin to miss her. By the way, i found out that the Ayam Brand Tuna in KL is more expensive than KK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-7944282830425571111?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7944282830425571111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=7944282830425571111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/7944282830425571111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/7944282830425571111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-belated-merdeka-day.html' title='Happy Belated Merdeka Day'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-197315367687386435</id><published>2007-08-17T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:23:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hi. Is being a long while i havent put up any new post. Life has been busy and cant seems to find the time to really put up something. Just let u have some update on myself. Going to update my profile. A lot of things happened lately. I have changed job and now attached to a new firm. Just completed a VCD porject for the SHC Family Visit. Will see whether i can upload the video here or not. Perhaps for my future post, i going to share more on bible studies as what am i doing for my cell group now. Currently i have started a module on the Gospel of Luke, i hope the members could benefit from it. bye. until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-197315367687386435?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/197315367687386435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=197315367687386435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/197315367687386435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/197315367687386435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-1271416766359322609</id><published>2007-03-23T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:20:48.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>Goss, when was the last time i actually posted something here. It has been a while i haven blogged. (sigh, almost 5 months man) perhaps is time to come out from the pandora box again hehehe. so anyone misses me? I know someone will.anyone who is so bored and got nothing to do. u can try this game i found. http://www.armorgames.com/games/territorywar_popup.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-1271416766359322609?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1271416766359322609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=1271416766359322609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/1271416766359322609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/1271416766359322609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-116161014721512982</id><published>2006-10-23T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:29:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情歌 - 侧田</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了爱我真受够伤　但有过爱的分享&lt;br /&gt;为了每次打败仗　我哭得最响&lt;br /&gt;没有博爱的技俩　有几好亦自量&lt;br /&gt;不去用脑想　牵挂又会有几伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊ 听遍最浪漫缠绵的歌　听几多次也落泪的歌　&lt;br /&gt;   我才明爱恨因果　懂得心痛要恭贺　&lt;br /&gt;   兴奋妒忌苦恼怨恨完全凭心魔　然而无论有几多爱错　&lt;br /&gt;   那纪念属我　开心比苦恼多＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＃  其实伤心都不过为爱（谁又懂得爱）　&lt;br /&gt;    同样知活得开心靠爱（愉快的意外）　&lt;br /&gt;    情像一首歌　可一总可再　&lt;br /&gt;    失恋后幸运在能重头恋爱　付出过伟大到放开＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  没有得到好报不悔改&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  知不知错　亦但求被爱&lt;br /&gt;  苦恋的　大概与某个他比赛&lt;br /&gt;  单恋的　设法参透怎去活到死也要恋爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Repeat＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;△ 明白我生死都也为爱（存亡亦靠爱）　&lt;br /&gt;   孱弱得为了一粒砂感慨（相恋要慷慨）　&lt;br /&gt;   人存在世上　若要悲壮过　&lt;br /&gt;   便投入爱海　没有害△&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  怕接触痛苦（痛快的痛苦）全为怕分开&lt;br /&gt;  谁亦未信　首先相信爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  听遍世上勾引眼泪能迷魂的歌　缠绵华丽已经绑架我&lt;br /&gt; 美化了我　眼泪算得甚么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-116161014721512982?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/116161014721512982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=116161014721512982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/116161014721512982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/116161014721512982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='情歌 - 侧田'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-116144514461504120</id><published>2006-10-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:39:04.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alamak</title><content type='html'>suppose to write something. But so sleepy i go first lar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-116144514461504120?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/116144514461504120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=116144514461504120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/116144514461504120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/116144514461504120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/10/alamak.html' title='Alamak'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115873958876975546</id><published>2006-09-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:06:28.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumour Mongering</title><content type='html'>There was this guy named Ugolin, who lived in the French village of Bourg in the years before World War II. He is a hunchback but was a kind man and a devout Christian. He was also ugly. In fact, he was so ugly that he scared children and stopped traffic. So the villagers mocked him. They stared at his hunched little body and pointed out that Ugolin’s hands twitched and hung to his knees. People followed Ugolin as he walked, and sometimes they jeered at him. “Whore’s child!” they shouted. “Devil’s spawn!” Ugolin made what he could of life in Bourg. During the night hours he would loiter near the village station, hoping to earn a few coins by carrying a bag for a visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugolin has one older sister named Solange, who had taken care of Ugolin as he grew up. When Solange was a teenager she had gone to work for a farmer in order to make something to support herself and her brother. This arrangement worked until one day when the farmer tried to take advantage of Solange. She resisted, so the farmer took his revenge by accusing her of theft and getting her jailed for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was while Solange was in jail that Ugolin’s spine had become diseased. When she was released, she tried to get a job, but nobody would hire her. Wasn’t she a thief, after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugolin’s health deteriorated during this period and was restored only when Solange showed up one day not only with her usual words of kindness, but also with food and medicine. She also arranged for a physician to see Ugolin and even got her brother some treatment in a hospital. How had all this happened? Ugolin found out the truth only after he was discharged from the hospital. The truth was that his lovely sister had become a whore in order to pay for his care. Because she loved her brother, Solange had rented out&lt;br /&gt;her body to some of the same customers who had treated Ugolin so shamefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night Ugolin was making his way home when he ran into a crowd that was in a jovial mood. Some of the men were drunk, and one of them tied Ugolin to a lantern post, and stripped him. Then a ring formed, and pretty soon everybody in the ring was dancing around Ugolin and singing, “The lovers of your sister pay a dollar apiece.” Finally the village priest appeared, cut Ugolin loose, and carried him away. The village priest, Father de la Roudaire, the 80-year-old priest, hoisted Ugolin over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, carried him home, and put him to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, while the priest was at Mass, Ugolin woke up, walked to the river, and drowned himself. That afternoon Solange shot herself in a room at the brothel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father de la Roudaire performed a Mass of requiem, treating the deaths as murder, not suicide. Never was such a crowd at church as on the day of the funeral. Half the shops were closed, and all the dignitaries were there, and most of the local rowdies. Up in front, one black cloth covered the two coffins of Solange and Ugolin, sister and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father de la Roudaire mounted the pulpit and stood there for a moment in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly swept the congregation with his eyes, as if he wanted to peer into the soul of every man and woman who was there.&lt;br /&gt;“Then he said: ‘CHRISTIANS!’ and the word was like a whiplash. ‘CHRISTIANS!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Lord of life and death shall ask me on the Day of Judgment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Pasteur de la Roudaire, where are your sheep?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not answer Him. And when the Lord shall ask me for the second time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Pasteur de la Roudaire, where are your sheep?’ I still will not answer him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But when the Lord shall ask me the third time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Pasteur de la Roudaire . . . where. . . .are. . . .your. . . sheep? then I shall hang my head, and I shall say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘O Lord, I never had any sheep. All I had was a pack of wolves!’”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; End of the story???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [ This story is extracted from Pierre Van Passen's book titled “The Days of Our Years”]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a conclusion to this story? Perhaps I will let you end this story yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 26:22 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;The words of a gossip are like choice morsels; they go down to a man's inmost parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115873958876975546?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115873958876975546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115873958876975546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115873958876975546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115873958876975546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/09/rumour-mongering.html' title='Rumour Mongering'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115873806492647558</id><published>2006-09-20T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:41:05.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaped!!!</title><content type='html'>Din realise that i havent been posting anything for 16 days. Being extremely busy lately. Last nite I went to DK 's house for a party. Those boys like Hong chai, banggala, BK, Ah Loi etc were there oso. These boys really crazy man, they used all kind of methods (force, pursuasion, elder's authority) to pursue me to take the tapai. Ha Ha HA, lucky i managed to escape. Sorry boys, i cant get myself drunk because got passenger in my car. I owed a responsibity to my passeger to send her home safely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115873806492647558?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115873806492647558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115873806492647558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115873806492647558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115873806492647558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/09/escaped.html' title='Escaped!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115735021798145074</id><published>2006-09-04T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T14:10:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short story: Papa Do You Love Me?</title><content type='html'>Papa, do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;Parents and Grandparents take Notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very young grandfather was interrupted in his thoughts and his walk by his seven year old granddaughter's question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa, do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course. Why do you ask?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tugged at his finger. When they walked she held on to one of his fingers , wrapping her little hand tightly. Their walk stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Papa, do you love me?"&lt;/strong&gt; This time much more emphatic and impatient. He knelt down to look at her, their eyes meeting. She never looked away. Eye on eye. She could see into his soul. Seemed like that since the delivery room. What a day that was! She repeated, "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Listen to Papa. I do love you. With all my heart. Where is this coming from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Becky says I'm gitimate, and I don't have a daddy, and momma got in trouble, and gitimate kids don't get loved&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa was stunned. "&lt;strong&gt;and who is Becky&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You know, Becky at church&lt;/strong&gt;." For a moment, Papa thought he might need to pay a visit to Becky at church and Becky's mom, who was known to be quite a talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Papa tried to put into words what he felt, he looked into the eyes of this little seven year old girl who was much too soon, having to hear this stuff. Who talked like this about children? Suddenly, an emotional tidal wave swept over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an instant he was re-living every emotion, back in the rocking chair, in his living room, &lt;strong&gt;exactly where he was sitting when he heard the news of his daughter's pregnancy.&lt;/strong&gt; It was perhaps the most devastating news, the most painful experience of his entire life. He had wept uncontrollably. His dreams, her dreams, dashed. He remembered the bile rising. The spasms. The pain in his chest. A piano could not have weighed more if placed firmly on his solar plexus. He couldn't speak. He could barely breathe. He found it hard to focus, his vision, or his hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the emotions: Despair. Rage. Anger. Disappointment. Self doubt. Recriminations for not being a better father. More rage, this time directed at the boy. Oh yeah, "&lt;strong&gt;They were in love. He was going to do the right thing.&lt;/strong&gt;" Great plan. He could have literally taken the life of that boy, and felt no regret. A few years in prison would be a fair exchange. What to do. More weeping. Than just more pain. It seemed unbearable. It took a couple of days to even breathe properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as he looked into the eyes of this little girl, he remembered another thought. &lt;strong&gt;A filthy, vile, disgusting, embarrassing thought&lt;/strong&gt;. For a few moments, off and on, over a few days, after he had first received this very unwelcome news, he had entertained the consideration of suggesting an abortion. He was a Christian, grounded in the faith from a tender age, and yet when faced with every implication of his daughter being an un-wed expectant teen age mother, he had temporarily wavered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was looking into the eyes of a child, that in a weak moment, a moment of absolute despair, he had thought of aborting. &lt;strong&gt;My God! My God! My God! Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reached fully around his granddaughter and hugged her so hard she squirmed. Tears rolled down his cheeks. She pulled back and looked at him completely puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's the matter Papa. Why did you get sad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa's not sad honey. Papa's happy. Sometimes I get so happy, my eyes make lots of tears. Listen, let's talk about Becky, ok?" She nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Becky doesn't have it quite right. Are you listening to Papa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I'm listening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;First of all, Papa is a pretty smart expert on one thing, and that is, there are no gitimate children. Second of all, you have two daddies. Becky just doesn't know it. You have a spiritual daddy. God is your spiritual daddy. You can't see Him but He can see you and He watches you all day and all night. He can't wait for you to get up in the morning. He thinks you are very special. And you have Papa. I'm not your daddy, but I'm your Papa, and I do love you, and I think about you all day, and I can't wait to see you and talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing. Your momma is terrific. She was very young when you were born. But you know what. She thought you being born was the most important thing in the world. It was no trouble. Ok? Do you understand Papa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a-ok. They continued their walk briefly before she asked, "Papa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm tired of walking. Think we should get some ice cream?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa thought that buying this ice cream might just be the most important appointment he could have in the entire world. How thankful the rocking chair experience, and all the thoughts he entertained in that chair were firmly and finally in the past. He thought he might just make a point of rocking this little girl in that chair today. Create a little different memory. Yes indeed. Today would be a good day for a rocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a time, when confusing messages come from all quarters, and admittedly, sometimes even from those raised in the faith, it seems to us there are at least three important messages that need to be heard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how a baby started, that baby can be and should be loved.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how desperate the circumstances look to those closest to the expectant mom, someone should say, "We can do this, as a family, and make it work. We can do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, to lonely scared Moms, "You are not, and you will not be alone." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create options for walks by the ponds and shared ice cream, and rocks in the rocking chairs. Turn "&lt;strong&gt;someone in trouble&lt;/strong&gt;" to "&lt;strong&gt;No Trouble&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115735021798145074?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115735021798145074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115735021798145074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115735021798145074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115735021798145074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/09/short-story-papa-do-you-love-me.html' title='A short story: Papa Do You Love Me?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115734956787433013</id><published>2006-09-04T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:59:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Husband Store!</title><content type='html'>A store that sells husbands has just opened in Mid Valley Megamall, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY ONCE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch . . .. you may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 1- These men have jobs and love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 2- These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 3- These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids,and are extremely good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 4- These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework. "Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 5- These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  Floor 6- You are visitor 4,363,012th to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I am stationed in one of the floor, just guess which floor is it. LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115734956787433013?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115734956787433013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115734956787433013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115734956787433013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115734956787433013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/09/husband-store.html' title='The Husband Store!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115634670152324281</id><published>2006-08-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:25:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Partners</title><content type='html'>The following are extracts from a letter i wrote to a friend on the topic of finding a prayer partner. Just want to share this with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...When come to seeking your prayer partners, my favorite reference is always on the passage of Exodus 17:18-13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For convenience, I reproduced the above verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;At Rephidim, Amalek came and waged war against Israel.&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;Moses, therefore, said to Joshua, "Pick out certain men, and tomorrow go out and engage Amalek in battle. I will be standing on top of the hill with the staff of God in my hand."&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;So Joshua did as Moses told him: he engaged Amalek in battle after Moses had climbed to the top of the hill with Aaron and Hur.&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;As long as Moses kept his hands raised up, Israel had the better of the fight, but when he let his hands rest, Amalek had the better of the fight.&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;Moses' hands, however, grew tired; so they put a rock in place for him to sit on. Meanwhile Aaron and Hur supported his hands, one on one side and one on the other, so that his hands remained steady till sunset.&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;And Joshua mowed down Amalek and his people with the edge of the sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, laying down a little bit of background on these verses would be useful to you. Whoever reading this story has to bear in mind that as the children of Israel traveled through the wilderness on their way to Canaan, many of them were weak and sick and were left to keep us the best way they could. Consequently, the Israelites were stretched out many miles through the desert. Then, here comes the Amalekites! Who are the Amalekites? Amalekites is a nomadic tribe of that region and the Amalekites are known for their skills in battle. They took advantage of this situation and attacked and plundered those who fell behind. Under the circumstances, the Israelites were forced to fight even though they were far less prepared for war than the Amalekites. It is also common knowledge that the Israelites had brought out of Egypt as much wealth as they could carry and the Amalekites were willing to take any chances to steal the wealth for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this passage, Moses tells Joshua to choose his men and fight the Amalekites.&lt;br /&gt;(Ex. 17:9). Meanwhile, Moses, Aaron and Hur climbed a hill where they could watch the battle. AS the two armies began fighting, Moses raised the rod of God above his head and there was an immediate turn in the battle; the nation of Israel began to win. When he lowered the rod because of weariness, Amalek began winning the battle. In this respect, it became apparent to Moses, Aaron and Hur that the determining factor in this battle was whether or not Moses held his staff up. So what happen is Aaron and Hur sat Moses on a rock and each one of them took one of Moses’ arms and held it up. The end result is pretty obvious, even though the army of Israel was at a disadvantage because of their lack of equipment and preparation, they still defeated the Amalekites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is my point? My point is that the battle wasn’t won because of the army’s strength or because of Joshua’s military genius. It is pretty clear that the battle was won on the hilltop as Aaron and Hur held up the hands of Moses. In other words, it was the action on the hilltop that determined the outcome of the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 principles found in this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Life’s battles are won or lost in the place of prayer, not on the battlefield of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always of the view that the real spiritual success or failure of a church/ministry does not depend on the talent of the leaders or the priests, the size or strength of the congregation/ministry. Success will only be obtained PRAYER!!! God does not look at the outward signs, but God wins His battles through men and women who intercede on behalf of the kingdom. Lid, do you know that the intercessory sessions that you are currently heading is in a way the pillar of Lifeline!!! The success of Lifeline is very much depends how much prayers we have offered to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this incident from the Book of Exodus, God wanted to teach Moses, Joshua and us that there was more going on than just a battle between two armies. A spiritual battle was going on as well. God’s message was that in our spiritual conflicts the outcome is not determined by what is seen in the battlefield but rather by what happens in the place of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the problem is that we often don’t know who the enemy is. The way we reacted as if people are our enemies, our families, our friends etc. But as Christian, the Bible makes it clear that the Devil is our enemy. Sometimes we find ourselves in conflict with each others even in church. Sadly, these conflicts are usually never resolved because we never deal with the real enemy –Devil. There is no way to win a battle if we don’t know who our enemy is. The bottom line is, because our real enemy is spiritual being, the only way we can really deal with him is on our knees in prayer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We may become weary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we need to remember that when we face life’s battles, we will become weary at times (and I encountered these a lot of times). Even Moses grew weary as he held the rod of God over his head. Though he started out strong, he soon tired and finally dropped his arms completely. Though he knew that the raised rod was the key to victory but he just couldn’t keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately, God knows we will grow fainthearted at times, HE knows that sometimes we just won’t feel like it. He understands when we feel like giving up, but this is where the third principle from this story fits in. This is the part I would like you to take note carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Finding our own Aaron and Hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sent Moses up to that hill knowing that he couldn’t hold the rod up long by himself. It was no accident that Aaron and Hur went along!!! They gave Moses the support he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we need to understand that God won’t let us be totally independent of others. God has built His church on a system of independent of others. Each person ministering to others through their different talents and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us need an Aaraon and a Hur, people we can share our needs and burden with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane revealed His burden and He too needed the prayer support of His disciples, but He found them asleep]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that Aaron and Hur didn’t serve as Moses’ counselors. They didn’t tell him how to hold the rod so he wouldn’t get tired. But they were his supporters. They really held up the rod by supporting Moses’ arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We too often give advice to people on their burden but we won’t give our time in prayer for them. Actually, We need less counseling and more praying. For God is moved by spirit-filled praying and not by good advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What kind of people should you look for when you ask God to send you an Aaron and a Hur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look for people who are spiritually minded and actively seeking God. But please bear in mind whether or not we think they are as spiritual as we are is not an issue here. It is the condition of their hearts that matters.&lt;br /&gt;2) Look for those who accept us as we are, regard of the problems we may be facing. They must see themselves as sent to lifts us up, not criticize us. They must see themselves as prayer warriors and not counselors.&lt;br /&gt;3) They must be able to feel what we feel. They need to know what it means to hurt. They must also have a willingness to give of themselves and ask nothing in return – to love us as Christ does, unconditionally and unselfishly.&lt;br /&gt;4) They must be faithful. We don’t need people who will come when it is convenient. These people must be willing to come when we need them. They must be willing to stop whatever they are doing and come to our aid in prayer!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115634670152324281?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115634670152324281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115634670152324281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115634670152324281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115634670152324281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/08/prayer-partners.html' title='Prayer Partners'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115634461007833181</id><published>2006-08-23T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:50:10.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nam Dtem Kaew</title><content type='html'>This thai song is called "nam dtem kaew" from the album สักวา ๔๙ by Endorphine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KXsJ5hnENm0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KXsJ5hnENm0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun understand? No problem. Here is the lyric.Try to watch the MTV closely and then check out the lyric. There is is a message behind the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;วันๆที่เป็นอยู่ เฝ้าทำเพื่อเธอทุกอย่าง&lt;br /&gt;wan-wan tee bpen yoo fao tam peua ter took yaang&lt;br /&gt;Every day I did everything for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;แต่ใจเธอไม่เคยลืมรักครั้งเก่า&lt;br /&gt;dtae jai ter mai koie leum rak krang gao&lt;br /&gt;But your heart never forget your past love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เธอเป็นแก้วใบหนึ่ง ที่เต็มไปด้วยน้ำเปล่า&lt;br /&gt;ter bpen gaew bai neung tee dtem bpai duay naam bplao&lt;br /&gt;You are like a glass that is full of water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ยิ่งเทเติมลงไปมีแต่ล้นออก&lt;br /&gt;ying tay dterm long bpai mee dtae lon ok&lt;br /&gt;which overflows when it is filled with water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;คนเก่า รักเก่า เธอไม่เคยลบเลือน&lt;br /&gt;kon gao rak gao ter mai koie lop leuan&lt;br /&gt;Your past love is still in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;คนใหม่ รักใหม่ เลยท้อ&lt;br /&gt;kon mai rak mai loie tor&lt;br /&gt;The one who (now) loves you is feeling disheartened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;จริงๆเข้าใจอยู่ กับความทรงจำครั้งเก่า&lt;br /&gt;jing-jing kao jai yoo gap kwaam song jam krang gao&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you hold on to the past memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;แต่อย่าเอามันมาปิดกั้นหัวใจ&lt;br /&gt;dtae yaa ao man maa bpit gan hua jai&lt;br /&gt;But do not use it to seal the door to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เปลี่ยนเป็นแก้วเปล่า แก้วใหม่ เปิดใจทีนะเธอ&lt;br /&gt;bplian bpen gaew bplao gaew mai bpert jai tee na ter&lt;br /&gt;Change your heart into an empty glass, a new glass. Open your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;รับหน่อย รู้หน่อย ความรัก จากฉัน&lt;br /&gt;rap noi roo noi kwaam rak jaak chan&lt;br /&gt;accept and know my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันยังต้องรออีกนานไหม ต้องรอเธออีกนานไหม&lt;br /&gt;chan yang dtong ror eek naan mai dtong ror ter eek naan mai&lt;br /&gt;How much longer must I wait? Must I wait for a long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ถึงจะได้เจอกับรักที่เธอเคยบอกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;teung ja daai jer gap rak tee ter koie bok chan&lt;br /&gt;Only then will I have your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เมื่อไหร่รักเก่าระเหย ฉันรอให้เธอได้ลืมเขาสักวัน&lt;br /&gt;meua-rai rak gao ra-hoie chan ror hai ter daai leum kao sak wan&lt;br /&gt;When will you forget your past love? I am waiting for you to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เพื่อการเริ่มใหม่ ครั้งใหม่ เพื่อเธอกับฉันและรักเรา&lt;br /&gt;peua gaan rerm-mai krang mai peua ter gap chan lae rak rao&lt;br /&gt;For a new beginning, a new era, for you and me, and our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Interlude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ทุ่มเทเท่าไหร่มันก็ล้นเท่านั้น&lt;br /&gt;toom tay tao-rai man gor lon tao nan&lt;br /&gt;However much I lavish my love on you, it flows away out of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ไม่อาจสัมผัสเข้าถึงสักครั้ง&lt;br /&gt;mai aat sam-pat kao teung sak krang&lt;br /&gt;My love is unable to enter your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันยังต้องรออีกนานไหม ต้องรอเธออีกนานไหม&lt;br /&gt;chan yang dtong ror eek naan mai dtong ror ter eek naan mai&lt;br /&gt;How much longer must I wait? Must I wait for a long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ถึงจะได้เจอกับรักที่เธอเคยบอกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;teung ja daai jer gap rak tee ter koie bok chan&lt;br /&gt;Only then will I have your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เมื่อไหร่รักเก่าระเหย ฉันรอให้เธอได้ลืมเขาสักวัน&lt;br /&gt;meua-rai rak gao ra-hoie chan ror hai ter daai leum kao sak wan&lt;br /&gt;When will you forget your past love? I am waiting for you to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เพื่อการเริ่มใหม่ ครั้งใหม่ บอกหน่อย&lt;br /&gt;peua gaan rerm-mai krang mai bok noi&lt;br /&gt;For a new beginning, a new era, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันควรรอต่อไปไหม ต้องรอเธออีกนานไหม&lt;br /&gt;chan kuan ror dtor bpai mai dtong ror ter eek naan mai&lt;br /&gt;Should I continue to wait for you? Must I wait for a long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ถึงจะได้เจอกับรักที่เธอเคยบอกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;teung ja daai jer gap rak tee ter koie bok chan&lt;br /&gt;Only then will I have your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เมื่อไหร่รักเก่าระเหย ฉันรอให้เธอได้ลืมเขาสักวัน&lt;br /&gt;meua-rai rak gao ra-hoie chan ror hai ter daai leum kao sak wan&lt;br /&gt;When will you forget your past love? I am waiting for you to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;เพื่อการเริ่มใหม่ ครั้งใหม่ เพื่อเธอกับฉันและรักเรา&lt;br /&gt;peua gaan rerm-mai krang mai peua ter gap chan lae rak rao&lt;br /&gt;For a new beginning, a new era, for you and me, and our love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115634461007833181?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115634461007833181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115634461007833181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115634461007833181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115634461007833181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/08/nam-dtem-kaew.html' title='Nam Dtem Kaew'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115569529898971822</id><published>2006-08-16T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T10:28:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work!!!</title><content type='html'>I ‘m back!!1 Arrived last sunday afternoon. Quite a tiring trip. But glad that everything is fine during my stay in KL. (Guys and Gals, thanks for all the prayers and intercession that you have been offering for me, I really appreciate it). Cornel picked me up from the airport, but on our way home we encountered slight obstacle, but praise God, He had took care of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was browsing blogs just now, noticed that Cornel has updated his blog. &lt;a href="http://awesomegodlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/he-will-look-out-for-you-no-matter.html"&gt;http://awesomegodlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/he-will-look-out-for-you-no-matter.html&lt;/a&gt;. (finally!!! LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sharing about a sermon given by Fr. JJ during a LifeMass two weeks ago (*sigh* missed that). No wonder even Mr. C. Bangla also like the sermon. Though at time I am unable to agree with some of the things preached by him, but I also dun denied that he is an outspoken priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which stage of relationship am I now with God? As usual, my answer is “I dunno”. And people know me well will know that now I dun go into theological debate with others (unless for special reasons that required me to do so, lol!). Perhaps at this point of time, I dun need to know which stage I in. I just need to follow Him where he wants me to go and do things that He wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, DK and Mr. C Bangla were asking me whether I would like to be their prayer partners. Without hestitation, I greatly say yes. I am honour in fact to receive such an invitation from them (oh that reminds me that I supposed to write an email to Lid on the topic of prayers during my stay in KL and I still haven’t done so.) I better do it later during lunch hour and perhaps will post it here also for the benefit of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Being listening to some of the talks by Benny Ho, quite interesting,  may be I will shared it with you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115569529898971822?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115569529898971822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115569529898971822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115569529898971822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115569529898971822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115474476906491648</id><published>2006-08-05T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:26:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing!!!</title><content type='html'>Will be flyin to KL later in the afternoon. Going to be away for at least 10 days.  So may be not blogging during that period. In fact, i wonder whether i would have some timeout to do shopping or not. But no fear, bros and sis atKL, i definately will make time to have fellowship with your guys. Oh Tambi, congras! now you are a dad for two kids. You are way ahead of us now, LOL!. Guess, u turn out to be better than both of your sifu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, guys!, guess who i met yesterday? I bounced to Jian Jian at Mark's office. She said she going to be here for 3 days for the motorshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, psalm of love, hope i can somehow make time to meet up with you. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115474476906491648?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115474476906491648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115474476906491648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115474476906491648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115474476906491648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/08/rushing.html' title='Rushing!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115353332993451282</id><published>2006-07-22T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T09:55:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelajar-pelajar UPM yang Melampau</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MCA calls for action against group that roughed up seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PETALING JAYA: MCA Youth has called for urgent action to be taken concerning the rowdy behaviour of two groups of undergraduates at Universiti Putra Malaysia (UPM). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its chief Datuk Liow Tiong Lai said the youth wing took the episode seriously and had asked the Higher Education Ministry and UPM to conduct an inquiry into the incident.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The movement also wanted to know the status of security in the university on that day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was reported that a group of about 50 students surrounded and pushed seven members of the UPM Gerakan Mahasiswa Maju (Student Progressive Front) at their campus cafeteria on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A video clip being circulated on the Internet shows a large group of students surrounding and pushing seven SPF members at the canteen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Liow said the students should not be allowed to take matters into their own hands and that action should be taken against them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Students should learn to accept differences of opinion and be participative in healthy discourses, rather than jeer and boo. It is intimidating,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Liow said the MCA would lend its support in any way to deal with the problem and to handle it in a rational manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The MCA, he said, had been in touch with the Higher Education Ministry “to get to the bottom of the matter”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The MCA, he said, wanted justice done and would work closely with the ministry to make sure that ties between the youths were more cohesive in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MCA Youth secretary-general Dr Wee Ka Siong urged students and parents to remain calm and let the authorities deal with those involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said the people should not speculate on what had motivated the youths in the first place, noting that the authorities were expected to report on what had actually happened before the next course of action was taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“We are saddened by the case which should not have happened in the first place because the university is a place to acquire knowledge,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS WHY WE SENDING OUR CHILIDREN TO THE UNIVERSITY? TO GET THEMSELF EXPOSED WITH THE REALITY OF THE WORLD? TO KNOW THAT THERE ARE NO SUCH THING AS UNITY? HOPE THE RELEVANT AUTHORITES WILL NOT JUST SWEPT IT UNDER THE CARPET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun intend to rewrite what is really happening there, Hoswsy has done a good job in listing out the background of the whole event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsy.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-one-stop-guide-to-universiti.html"&gt;http://howsy.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-one-stop-guide-to-universiti.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115353332993451282?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115353332993451282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115353332993451282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115353332993451282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115353332993451282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/07/pelajar-pelajar-upm-yang-melampau.html' title='Pelajar-pelajar UPM yang Melampau'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115344475568979380</id><published>2006-07-21T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:19:15.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi People, need your suggestion</title><content type='html'>Thinking of changing the background music, any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people prefer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese love song&lt;br /&gt;Christian song&lt;br /&gt;R &amp;amp; B&lt;br /&gt;Rap&lt;br /&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;Jazz&lt;br /&gt;etc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115344475568979380?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115344475568979380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115344475568979380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115344475568979380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115344475568979380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-people-need-your-suggestion.html' title='Hi People, need your suggestion'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115344460886576766</id><published>2006-07-21T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:16:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates boring!!!</title><content type='html'>Fifteen men on the dead man's chest--&lt;br /&gt;..Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!&lt;br /&gt;Drink and the devil had done for the rest--&lt;br /&gt;..Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night pergi tengok Pirates of the Carribean. Guess What, I slept in te middle of the show. (Bian, you are right, boring betul itu movie, part 1 is much more better) Really boring lar. After Captain Sparrow escaped from the island, most of the time these people yuk yuk and yuk only. Until myself oso cannot tahan. The good thing is, at least i managed to get some rest during the show. LOLZ! But I think the Birdgal was enjoying herself throughout the show. My mistake, should have asked her to wake me up if got action scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next show will be the alien in red underwear, hope no more disappointment this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hi Jenny, if you reading this blog, nice meeting you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115344460886576766?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115344460886576766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115344460886576766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115344460886576766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115344460886576766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-boring.html' title='Pirates boring!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115283849161358441</id><published>2006-07-14T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T08:54:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face the Enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As one see more clearly their vocation is to be a witness to God's love in this world, and as we become more determined to live out that vocation, one cannot deny the fact that the attacks of the enemy will increase. Perhaps, we will hear voices saying,"You are worthless, you have nothing to offer, you are unlovable, undesirable, your love one are suffering because of you, etc". The more we sense God;s call, the more will discover in our own soul the cosmic battle between God and the evil one. So don't be surprised by the enemy's attack. Do not be afraid. Keep deepening your conviction that God's love for you is enough, that you are in safe hands, and that you are being guided every step of the way. Though the enemy's attack will increase, but as we face them without fear, we will discover that they are powerless. What is important is to keep clinging to the real, lasting and unambiguos love of Jesus. Whenever you do doubt that love, listen to His love's voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*This post is dedicated to H2O and myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115283849161358441?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115283849161358441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115283849161358441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115283849161358441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115283849161358441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/07/face-enemy.html' title='Face the Enemy'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115279139129143977</id><published>2006-07-13T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:49:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci in hokkien?</title><content type='html'>Havent posted anything lately. So lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try this link &lt;a href="http://www.syfc.org.sg/events/dvc/cinema.html"&gt;http://www.syfc.org.sg/events/dvc/cinema.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the Singlish AS WELL AS THE Hokkien Version...then after the song click the ONE TRUTH... box (last supper painting - click on Jesus then the apostle) Do go into the various sections at the top of the painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*listening to teriyaki_boyz-tokyo_drift_(fast_and_furious)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115279139129143977?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115279139129143977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115279139129143977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115279139129143977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115279139129143977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/07/da-vinci-in-hokkien.html' title='Da Vinci in hokkien?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115157081308379321</id><published>2006-06-29T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:46:53.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the way You walk!!!</title><content type='html'>Three weeks ago……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYT called me and asked me if I knew someone named Deejay said I did not and she then told me that he would like to meet me…….apparently he had heard of me when I was working in KL. (hmm….interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised as the name didn’t sound familiar and honestly speaking much of my previous work was neither memorable nor important enough to elicit even a mention more than 6 years after the fact. I must admit I was curious about Deejay but I was too busy to meet that week. I soon forgot all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks earlier…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYT called me again and asked me if I was free to have lunch with Deejay and her. I again asked her about Deejay even she did not know much about him. I reckoned there was no harm in it and readily agreed because I hadn’t seen SYT for some time. (killing two birds with one stone.) We arranged to meet after the weekend. SYT, who is always very busy asked me to remind her about the lunch. Sometime later I casually mentioned the lunch appointment to Avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: hey, you want to join me for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: ahh, what is the occasion? To what do I owe the singular pleasure of an invitation for lunch from you? So nice ah you want to treat me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: No occasion just I’m meeting SYT and her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar:  Huh? friend? male? Do I know him? I haven’t gave my consent to it oh. How can you go and meet another guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: It’s not a guy in that sense of the word… I dun think you know him. But he has been wanting to meet me for some time. SYT has asked me twice already, so I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Ha!, Ya ka? Secret admirer? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: Glad you are finding this amusing.  He is a friend of SYT. No harm in meeting, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: You sure no hidden agenda? May be SYT wants to find you a partner. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: Pleeeease! You ah, Can you stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Ok .OK. Just kidding. You need a bodyguard? I not free oh on that day how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: Never mind la, if you not free. *Avatar must be trying to avoid SYT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Bah, you report to me what happen after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: Okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Week later…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called SYT. She had forgotten about the meeting and laughingly joked that it was surprising that she did because her group of friends had spoken about two days in a row! It seems that Deejay had pre-ordered a delicious lunch for us the week before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived for lunch both Deejay and SYT hadn’t arrived yet. SYT got there a few minutes later and then Deejay came. (Hmmm…. I had never seen or met him before.) We chatted while waiting for our lunch to be served. I jokingly asked Deejay why he had wanted to meet me. He laughed and said “I like the way you walk” and that he had seen me walk around quite a few times. (Opps! What am I getting into.  Dun tell me Avatar was right. Ya. He is always right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a special order of my favourite dish. I’m sure it must have cost a lot and I thought Deejay very kind to be putting himself out to such an extent for a stranger. Deejay was very friendly and spoke easily about current events. He was also very attentive to our needs and kept asking us if we wanted more food, drinks etc. which we both politely declined. (*I think he was a bit tOO too helpful!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: So how were your lunch with the Elf Knight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: So who is the guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: He is not a threat to you la. Dun worry. Not as intelligent or handsome as you (big pinch of&lt;br /&gt;salt here, ahem!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Of Course. I am the chosen one, THE AVATAR, the protector of the VIRTUES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: of course (o boy, ……….here we go again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: So why he wants to meet you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: err……He said he liked the way I walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: *roll eyes* “Get’s push off chair and falls to the ground with arms waving wildly* What?&lt;br /&gt;You serious ka? Sound like a psycho talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: You ah, So bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: You better careful lar. Where got people talk to gal like that one. Really shocking. This is the story of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: You dun be so paranoid lar. I’m sure he’s quite harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(……all conversations here are legally obliged to be erased!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Up to you lar. I oredi gave my advice to you. If your mom ask me I say dunno oh. See lar, if he asks you out again, let me know lar. May be both of us can get free meal. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: I feel like smacking you lah! And don’t bring my mum into this, you know she is extra bias in your favour all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Of course. I am a good boy ma, your mom is definitely more intelligent than you to know that. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD: *pull hair* *pull hair*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115157081308379321?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115157081308379321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115157081308379321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115157081308379321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115157081308379321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-like-way-you-walk.html' title='I like the way You walk!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115154687580991468</id><published>2006-06-29T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T10:07:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We must respect others’ feelings &amp; opinions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So sad. She has changed. Dun no why nowsday she is so defensive. She seems like not giving a damn about the opinion of others. Why she has to force people to accept her idea. People should be allowed to express their views and opinion without fear and favour. She is getting on my last nerve. Talking to her now is like having a conversation with my ****. You can’t speak freely anymore. There is always this fear in your mind now. If you were to opine smtg, you would probably be wondering what the outcome would be. Fearing that if you say the wrong things, she might gives you a piece of her mind. I dun like to have this feeling even "after 5.00 p.m.". Why should I be put in that kind of position again? I dun need all this! I have enough things to worry. And this is pretty depressing (or annoying?). It shouldn’t be like this. Next time, I would be better off if I kept my mouth shut. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115154687580991468?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115154687580991468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115154687580991468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115154687580991468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115154687580991468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-must-respect-others-feelings.html' title='We must respect others’ feelings &amp; opinions'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115130860370693012</id><published>2006-06-26T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:56:44.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not let you be tested beyond your strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was uncertain in the first place whether to put this sharing here or not. I have to admit that I have not being spending much time with Him lately as I normally would do. The primary reason is pretty obvious, world cup season. In other words, I did not have any fruitful conversation with Him lately. But there is one prayer I would say it everyday, “asking Him no to test me anymore”. Honestly speaking, I am on the verge of collapse and I don’t know how long I could persevere.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Lifemass was held on Sunday morning instead of the usual Saturday evening. I was given the task to be one of the gift bearers together with Cindy and Carol.  (though joc tried so hard to persuade me to do the reading, but I have to turn down for some personal reason). During the mass, to my surprise, Rev. Nicholas was the celebrant of the mass. And to my surprise also, he gave a really fantastic homily. In his homily he addressed the issue of FEAR! and he is perfectly right to say that majority of us now are constantly in the state of fear, including myself. Fearing this and tat etc, most importantly losing faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click! Click! Fast Forward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol, Cindy and me, were at the back of the congregation. Getting ourselves ready.  Is time for the offertory. I was in charge of presenting the love offering. As we proceeded to the altar, I can felt the basket (that contained the money) getting heavier and berat (si vone said the basket is the lightest, I think she is wrong. Lol!). Then during the procession, the Lord laid on my heart the following words, “I will not let you be tested beyond your strength and surrender all you fears andr burden to Me now.” Guess He is hearing my prayer all this while. After hearing that, I felt I am not as weak as before but kind of feeling unworthy. Even though I have neglected Him all this while, He still stands by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to stop here; someone is here to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115130860370693012?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115130860370693012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115130860370693012' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115130860370693012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115130860370693012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-not-let-you-be-tested-beyond.html' title='I will not let you be tested beyond your strength'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115085734335951874</id><published>2006-06-21T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:35:43.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I moral or immoral?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somebody referred this link  &lt;a href="http://www.philosophersnet.com/games/morality_play.htm "&gt;http://www.philosophersnet.com/games/morality_play.htm &lt;/a&gt; to mw. apparently is a quiz to determine your level of morality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Moral Parsimony Score is 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;Moral frameworks can be more or less parsimonious. That is to say, they can employ a wide range of principles, which vary in their application according to circumstances (less parsimonious) or they can employ a small range of principles which apply across a wide range of circumstances without modification (more parsimonious). An example might make this clear. Let's assume that we are committed to the principle that it is a good to reduce suffering. The test of moral parsimony is to see whether this principle is applied simply and without modification or qualification in a number of different circumstances. Supposing, for example, we find that in otherwise identical circumstances, the principle is applied differently if the suffering person is from a different country to our own. This suggests a lack of moral parsimony because a factor which could be taken to be morally irrelevant in an alternative moral framework is here taken to be morally relevant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to interpret your score&lt;br /&gt;The higher your percentage score the more parsimonious your moral framework. In other words, a high score is suggestive of a moral framework that comprises a minimal number of moral principles that apply across a range of circumstances and acts. What is a high score? As a rule of thumb, any score above 75% should be considered indicative of a parsimonious moral framework. However, perhaps a better way to think about this is to see how your score compares to other people's scores. In fact, your score of 80% is significantly higher than the average score of 65%. This suggests that you have utilised a noticeably smaller range of moral principles than average in order to make judgements about the scenarios presented in this test, and that you have tended to judge aspects of the acts and circumstances depicted here to be morally irrelevant that other people consider to be morally relevant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Parsimony - good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;We make no judgement about whether moral parsimony is a good or bad thing. Some people will think that on balance it is a good thing and that we should strive to minimise the number of moral principles that form our moral frameworks. Others will suspect that moral parsimony is likely to render moral frameworks simplistic and that an overly parsimonious moral framework will leave us unable to deal with the complexity of real circumstances and acts. We'll leave it up to you to decide who is right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your score calculated?&lt;br /&gt;Your score was calculated by combining and averaging your scores in the four categories that appear below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geographical Distance&lt;br /&gt;This category has to do with the impact of geographical distance on the application of moral principles. The idea here is to determine whether moral principles are applied equally when dealing with sets of circumstances and acts that differ only in their geographical location in relation to the person making the judgement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your score of 100% is significantly higher than the average score of 73% in this category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suggestion then is that geographical distance plays little, if any, role in your moral thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Relatedness&lt;br /&gt;In this category, we look at the impact of family loyalty and ties on the way in which moral principles are applied. The idea here is to determine whether moral principles are applied without modification or qualification when you're dealing with sets of circumstances and acts that differ only in whether the participants are related through family ties to the person making the judgement.&lt;br /&gt;Your score of 18% is a lot lower than the average score of 53% in this category.&lt;br /&gt;It seems then that family relatedness is an important factor in your moral thinking. Normally, this will mean feeling a greater moral obligation towards people who are related to you than towards those who are not. To the extent that issues of family relatedness form part of your moral thinking, the parsimoniousness of your moral framework is reduced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts and Omissions&lt;br /&gt;This category has to do with whether there is a difference between the moral status of acting and omitting to act where the consequences are the same in both instances. Consider the following example. Let's assume that on the whole it is a bad thing if a person is poisoned whilst drinking a cola drink. One might then ask whether there is a moral difference between poisoning the coke, on the one hand (an act), and failing to prevent a person from drinking a coke someone else has poisoned, when in a position to do so, on the other (an omission). In this category then, the idea is to determine if moral principles are applied equally when you're dealing with sets of circumstances that differ only in whether the participants have acted or omitted to act.&lt;br /&gt;Your score of 100% is much higher than the average score of 60% in this category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you do not think that the distinction between acting and omitting to act has any real moral significance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scale&lt;br /&gt;This category has to do with whether scale is a factor in making moral judgements. A simple example will make this clear. Consider a situation where it is possible to save ten lives by sacrificing one life. Is there a moral difference between this choice and one where the numbers of lives involved are different but proportional - for example, saving 100 lives by sacrificing ten? In this category then, the idea is to determine whether moral principles are applied without modification or qualification when you're dealing with sets of circumstances that differ only in their scale, as in the sense described above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your score of 100% is significantly higher than the average score of 73% in this category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that scale, as it is described above, is not an important consideration in your moral worldview. But if, contrary to our findings, it is important, then it decreases the parsimoniousness of your moral framework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India and Australia&lt;br /&gt;In Question 13 you were asked the following: You see an advertisement from a charity in a newspaper about a person in severe need in Australia. You can help this person at little cost to yourself. Are you morally obliged to do so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, fifty percent of people undertaking this activity are asked a slightly different question, where the country India is substituted for the country Australia. The idea is to determine what kind of impact "culural distance" has on the moral judgements that people make. The important point here is that the vast majority of people who visit this web site are from the United States, Canada and the United Kingdom. Consequently, in a comparison of the lives and lifestyles of TPM Online visitors, residents of India and residents of Australia, there will be bigger cultural differences between TPM Online visitors and residents of India than between TPM Online visitors and residents of Australia. Of course, whether a perception of cultural differences will enter into moral judgements, and if so, what its impact will be is entirely a matter of conjecture at this point. Indeed, whatever results we find here, they will only ever be suggestive of further avenues of enquiry. This aspect of the activity is simply not rigorous enough that it will be possible to draw definitive conclusions. It will nevertheless be interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Results&lt;br /&gt;26% of respondents who were asked about a person in severe need in Australia responded that they were stongly obliged to help compared to 25% who responded this way when asked about a person in severe need in India. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43% of respondents who were asked about a person in severe need in Australia responded that they were weakly obliged to help. This is exactly the same as the percentage who responded this way when asked about a person living in India. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31% of respondents who were asked about a person in severe need in Australia responded that they were not obliged to help. This is exactly the same as the percentage who responded this way when asked about a person living in India. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115085734335951874?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115085734335951874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115085734335951874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115085734335951874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115085734335951874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-moral-or-immoral.html' title='Am I moral or immoral?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-115069311954803848</id><published>2006-06-19T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:58:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamameshi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Havent put up anything lately. The reason pretty obvious rite, World Cup fever lor lol. Sleep also bola, eat also bola, meeting also bola. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meet some new people recently, din know that they also going through the same problem (may be not so similar also lar, mine is more complicated lol!). Anyway, will continue to uphold these people to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Going to initial a Crusade soon! So will be pretty busy soone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ya Ya i now, i still owe you people some outstanding post, will try to put it up before the Crusade really starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, Clark had been trapped in the Phantom Zone by Lex, any idea how to bring him out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta la vista Baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-115069311954803848?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/115069311954803848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=115069311954803848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115069311954803848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/115069311954803848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/kamameshi.html' title='Kamameshi!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114974964894508203</id><published>2006-06-08T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:54:08.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman Who Reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To all my male readers, i am coerced to post this lady joke here. Deer Deer insisted that i must put it up here, otherwise......................... So my sincere apology to all male readers if the joke offended your guys. I totally agreed that this joke is not funny at all. lol! (Opps!, i can sensed there is a disturbance in the force)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple goes on vacation to the Boundary Waters in northern Minnesota. The husband likes to fish at the crack of dawn. The wife likes to read. One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and continues to read her book. Along comes a game warden in his boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He pulls up along side the woman and says, "Good morning Ma'am. What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reading a book," she replies, (thinking "Isn't that obvious?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're in a restricted fishing area," he informs her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, officer, but I'm not fishing, I'm reading."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you do that I'll have to charge you with sexual assault", says the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I haven't even touched you," says the game warden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have a nice day ma'am", he said and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114974964894508203?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114974964894508203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114974964894508203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114974964894508203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114974964894508203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/woman-who-reads.html' title='A Woman Who Reads'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114926776673646851</id><published>2006-06-03T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T01:02:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequel to Bus Uncle Video Clip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Excerpted from Apple Daily via InMediaHK: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"What is the most popular movie in Hong Kong? It is not M:i:3 (which is likely not to be shown in mainland China) and it is not Da Vinci Code (which is severely criticized by the Catholic Church). No, it is a stealth video clip entitled "巴士阿叔, Bus Uncle" on YouTube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The incident occurred on the top deck of a Number 68X Kowloon bus on April 29. A young man observed that the middle-aged person in front of him was talking too loud on the mobile telephone. So he tapped the man's shoulder and asked him to keep the volume down. This led to a vigorous response, including a string of obscenities. The entire proceedings were recorded by another passenger named John using a mobile camera phone. The film was uploaded on YouTube and then seen by the whole wide world. As of May 19, 1.2 million people have watched the video clip! (Update: 1.9 million as of May 26; ETTV cited a 5.9 million figure on May 27, which probably combines all the editions)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Magazine, a popular tabloid in Hong Kong, reported that "Bus Uncle" is 51-year-old Chan Yuet-tung, who lives in Yuen Long with his 5 cats. In the article, he is alleged to have made three attempts for the office of Hong Kong Chief Executive in 1997, 2002 and 2005. This report was subsequently confirmed by mainstream newspapers. After his identity was revealed by the press, the press tried to interview him, but he asked for remuneration for the press interviews. Mr. Chan claimed that he was in prision for eight years in Belgium for drug smuggling and has been on welfare since 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some local newspapers pointed out that the behavior of the Bus Uncle contravenes the general code of conduct of bus passengers, which constitutes a criminal offence, according to Section 46(1)(a), (n)(ii) and 57(1) of Cap 374D of the Road Traffic (Public Service Vehicles) Regulations, with a maximum penalty of HKD$3000 and a 6-month imprisonment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His behavior probably also constitutes an offence under Section 17B(2) of the Public Order Ordinance (the section titled "Disorder in public places"), with a maximum penalty of HKD$5000 and 12-months imprisonment. It is possible that his behavior also constitutes Criminal Intimidation, which is an offence under Section 24 of the Crimes Ordinance, with a maximum penalty of HKD$2000 and 5 years imprisonment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter two offences would be the more likely charges he would face (compared to the breach of the Regulation) if he were actually arrested by the police.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bus_uncle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bus_uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114926776673646851?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114926776673646851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114926776673646851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926776673646851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926776673646851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/sequel-to-bus-uncle-video-clip.html' title='Sequel to Bus Uncle Video Clip'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114926578543218399</id><published>2006-06-03T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:29:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good old days - The Elite Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once upon of time at Bethlehem. There was this guy (my college mate)  called Cold Bird. Thin fellow, no so handsem but a typical man-about-town a.k.a playboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vam: Hey, did you hear the news?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: wat news brather?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vam: The stupid Cold Bird going out with Jane lar. What a waste, Jane really a nice gal lar. Bet she dunno Cold Bird also goin out with other gals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Go on red alert, all senior officers to the War Room now. We have a soul to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the War Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Boy: why not we just tell Jane about how bad is ColdBird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCB: heiya, no point lar,you guys dunno gal lar, wen gal fall in love, they won’t listen to any advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vam: Wat about snapping some photo when Cold Bird goin out with other gals. That would convince her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Great idea! who willing to do it? Anyone got camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Silent*&lt;br /&gt;*Still silent*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Still still silent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Guess, nobody have a camera. *lolz, sure lar, we still student bah, mana ada camera*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: move on. Wat next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Talk, Talk, Talk, still Talking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Siow: What about letting Trance know tat her boyfriend is now going out with another gal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vam: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Boy: ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCB: Yes, i think it will works, if Trance know about this, sure she will *beep* out of Cold Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Then is settled. CCB, you will go approach Trance. You know what to do. We leave it in your good hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Want to know what happen next, watch out for my next post. *if my streamyx is ok lar*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114926578543218399?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114926578543218399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114926578543218399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926578543218399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926578543218399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-old-days-elite-team.html' title='The good old days - The Elite Team'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114926540761957792</id><published>2006-06-03T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:23:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamyx Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Real *beep*! Why I have not posted anything lately? Because I am having this streamyx shit problem for almost two weeks. Call few time to care centre. Problem still persist. No much improvement. Now, I have to resort to the old fashion way, “jaring”!!! So much for paying RM88 per month for broadband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114926540761957792?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114926540761957792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114926540761957792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926540761957792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926540761957792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/streamyx-problem_03.html' title='Streamyx Problem'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114926540658548768</id><published>2006-06-03T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:23:26.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamyx Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Real *beep*! Why I have not posted anything lately? Because I am having this streamyx shit problem for almost two weeks. Call few time to care centre. Problem still persist. No much improvement. Now, I have to resort to the old fashion way, “jaring”!!! So much for paying RM88 per month for broadband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114926540658548768?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114926540658548768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114926540658548768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926540658548768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114926540658548768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/06/streamyx-problem.html' title='Streamyx Problem'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114865920920623061</id><published>2006-05-26T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:00:09.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress?</title><content type='html'>Hong Kong people must be damned stress out!!!LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSHziqJWYcM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSHziqJWYcM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if the audio cross over my background music, sorry brather, can't do much about it*&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry about the language.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: feel like whacking the Uncle!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114865920920623061?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114865920920623061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114865920920623061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114865920920623061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114865920920623061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/stress.html' title='Stress?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114861566513888675</id><published>2006-05-26T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:54:25.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thought of writing this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all intent and purposes this post is strictly for catholic readers only, so that I dun need to explain why the situation is like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never doubted that most Catholics have a deep reverence for the Church. But it is also a known facts that there are many cases where Catholics (including people I know) find themselves stuck in a grey area (in legal field we called it the “penumbra” zone) whereby on one side of the coin they find themselves breaking Church laws and yet not finding a practical solution out of their “predicament”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my course of works, I came across stories to which I cannot decide whether the persons could have any alternative way of solving their problems (obviously i still have a lot to learn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I only intend to cite two stories (which I believe pretty common now) given by “&lt;em&gt;The Pilgrim&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All names have been changed for obvious reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was very young when I got involved with this Catholic divorcee. Looking back, yes. I should have know better but I didn’t. The next thing I knew, I was married to this guy and had his baby. With the baby, there was no turning back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a devout Catholic all my life and not being able to receive Communion broke my heart. I never realized it could hurt that much. I had disobeyed Him but yet I still loved Him. I tried to be the best mother and wife I could be, make sacrifices, devotions, you name it, but the guilt and pain could never go away. The solution given by the Priests was to live as brother and sister but my husband said this was ridiculous and close to impossible unless we separated. I did consider leaving him but was I right to deprive my child of his father, a good father? Would two wrongs make a right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried going to other churches, but it wasn’t the same. My heart was and is in the Catholic church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, hell begins on earth when one believes that one has lost one’s God forever. In the end, it was God himself who called me home. He sent people, religious and lay to me, with messages of love, forgiveness and most of all, hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long being lost, I have come to terms with things and I feel that God has forgiven me because He knows how truly sorry I am. The irony is that people who can get married in Church don’t want to and those who can’t like me, want to. Those who can receive Communion don’t appreciate it and those who can’t, hunger for it, if only they knew what a treasure they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I still don’t receive communion, I guess I just love my God and his Church too much to offend either again. The Church doesn’t really know what to do with people like us, we live on the margins of the Church, neither fully in nor out. The Church has no real answers for us except annulments which is non-applicable most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to find our own way and God has to find other ways to bring us lost sheep back. My advice to young people out there is: Treasure your relationship with God beyond all else. A life without Him is not worth living. Don’t wait to be on the outside before you appreciate what you have on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those in the same boat as I am, I say, don’t lose hope. God hasn’t given up on you and He never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, a divorcee feels the pain of living in what the Church classifies as a “state of sin”, “If murderers can be forgiven, why can’t we be forgiven for having married the wrong person? Is it less sinful to stay married to someone you no longer love and may even hate? Or to sleep around? It’s not that I don’t love God, but I am only human”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if you were to ask me, as I mentioned, I have not anwser to it, what I can do is only to pray for them. Perhaps there are some learned Priests, religious and lay out there who may have better advice/solutions/answers to their predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addendum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to reflect deeply about the two stories, you would wonder, why it hurts so much? It only hurt, or I would put it this way: the reason that these individuals are still caught in such predicament is because they chose to remain in the Catholic church in spite of the problem they are facing. The problem could have been easily solved if they join another faith or church where one might find the approval that they cannot find in the Catholic Church. But Why they don’t do that? The answer is pretty obvious and the common one i received is: “I still believe the Catholic church is the true church. It’s home, even if it doesn’t fell like it sometimes. The complete salvation is in the Catholic church. To be fair, I can’t deprive my children of their church, There’s no question of ever leaving it, no matter how difficult life is”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114861566513888675?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114861566513888675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114861566513888675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114861566513888675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114861566513888675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-thought-of-writing-this.html' title='Just thought of writing this'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114837914685797538</id><published>2006-05-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:12:26.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron and Hur where are you?</title><content type='html'>Prsica: like you are not excited about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Yes, I don't dispute that. Acutally, I dun have the luxury to be excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisca: and doesn't seem to be at peace with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* May be*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry: you are also going through a tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Yes, you right*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry: finances may be restricted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Yes!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry: so you need the peace of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Yes, I do.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have I became weary? I think it would be silly for me to still deny this true fact. I started out strong, but soon tired and finally........In spite of the fact that HE told me to pray and not to "faint"(Luke 18:1) , I still "faint". I think I lose heart. I grow fainthearted. I feel like giving up. I dun like this feelin at all. Where are Aaron and Hur? I dun need advice, I dun need counseling. I need supports and prayers!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114837914685797538?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114837914685797538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114837914685797538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114837914685797538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114837914685797538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/aaron-and-hur-where-are-you.html' title='Aaron and Hur where are you?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114834448951581772</id><published>2006-05-23T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:34:49.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Been Saved?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have You Been Saved?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Friar Jim Van Vurst, O.F.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question evangelicals always ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been saved? Even if you haven’t been asked that question directly, I’m sure you have heard it or read it in various places. And as you know, this is a phrase we associate primarily with evangelical Protestants. You won’t see "have you been saved?" in Catholic literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that it is a bad phrase at all. After all, we all wonder about salvation. But it is a scriptural phrase (John 3:16) that is often taken extremely literally. If you don’t say, “I’m saved because I have received Jesus into my heart,” your salvation in the eyes of some may be suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall one minister who was asked by a television commentator during the funeral service for the late Pope John Paul II about “the pope being in heaven.”  His comment was, “Well, we just don’t know, do we? If he accepted Jesus into his heart as savior, then he is. But we don’t know if he did that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Catholics (actually, most people) it was an absurd comment on the part of the minister. The pope might have not have received Jesus? Impossible. His whole life was about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do we Catholics treat salvation in our own theology?  We look at salvation in three ways, which make up our whole doctrine: We have been saved. We are being saved. We shall be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have been saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Jesus’ life, death and resurrection that brought about salvation for every person who had lived and would live and for the entire universe.  Jesus died for all people, no exceptions, and his death and resurrection opened the opportunity for salvation for all people. Jesus died for the religious leaders who were scoffing at him just as he died for his mother, Mary. He died for the vicious Roman soldiers as much as he did for Peter, the apostles and for all the people who had been born before him.  Are we saved?  Yes, indeed we have been saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are being saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk our journey on this earth, and we honor and thank Jesus for what he did for us. The first external act in our faith is that we are baptized, often as infants because of the love of our parents who wanted to share their faith with us. We were saved when we were baptized. We were filled with the life of the Trinity and God’s grace. As we grew older, we learned more about Jesus, about God and all the goodness of God in our lives. We receive the other sacraments, especially the Eucharist, whereby we not only receive Jesus into our hands,  but also receive him into our very selves. Have we received Jesus? There is not a doubt in the world that we have. Every sacrament we receive is a personal meeting with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is on our earthly journey that we try to live the gift of faith in Jesus and in his death for us. Our good deeds do not save us. Jesus did that. But in our everyday lives we try to live out Jesus’ command: “Love God with all your heart and love your neighbor as yourself.” Those commands are translated in many ways in our everyday lives. The good deeds we do are our way of saying, “Thank you, Jesus, for this gift of faith." We never do this perfectly, of course, and we regularly ask the Lord’s forgiveness for our failures. So as our journey goes on, we are always being saved day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will be saved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we look to the future, there comes the moment when we breathe our last, step into eternity and in the next moment see the Lord. We know with absolute certainty we have been saved! Our Catholic theology of salvation is rich and includes the past (Jesus) the present (our journey filled with God’s grace) and the future (our union with God). There is nothing magical about salvation. It is not about a few words we say, but about Jesus’ redeeming death, our response to that magnificent gift and our ultimate destiny with God for eternity.  Are we saved? Oh, yes indeed. We have been, are being and will be saved.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114834448951581772?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114834448951581772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114834448951581772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114834448951581772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114834448951581772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/have-you-been-saved.html' title='Have You Been Saved?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114829802695078560</id><published>2006-05-22T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:40:26.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkhidmatan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(soli about the spacing, cant seems to get it fix)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 23rd day,month? Ya still May, year number 2006 after the birth of Christ.     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;No rain today.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Prisca: have you ever prayed what ministry God is calling you to?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avatar: why u and violetissweet keep on asking me the same thing oh. ……. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prisca: are you reaching out to people? serving in a ministry? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prisca: its not studying or attending courses or things like that.”  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;These were the conversation I had with Prisca this afternoon. When Prisca asked me that question, I 'm rather speechless and dunno how to answer. I not saying I marah or what (hey, Prisca and violetissweet, for avoidance of doubt, I not angry ah!!!lolz). I just wonder what these two gals are up to again. (lolz). Why always ask me about the same thing again and again. People start talking behind me again? Frankly speaking, I dunno what definition they have in mind on the meaning of “serving”. But to me, I would take it to mean doing anything for God, which includes little little thing also. No doubt, people close to me would know I am an ardent fan of St. Thérèse of Lisieux. (see her autobiography: The Story of a Soul). So i believe in serving Him by doing little things behind the scene. I have never thought of showing and/or letting people know the kind of things I am doing for Him. (unless no choice lar).  Yup, I am very good in hiding myself. Perhaps, this give rise to such misunderstanding I have with them now. OR is it because we haven’t met each others for so long?  Lack of communications perhaps? I know they are pretty worry about my spiritual life thinking that I am not doing anything apart from only coming to seminars and seminars and seminars. After all, I dun doubt them sincerely, and I very much appreciate the great care, concern and support they have for me all this while. They are my good friends afterall. Anyway, I have decided to find time to sit down with them one of this day. (especially on the part that Prisca said she sensed I have reached the maximum level in my spiritual life).  This is pretty interesting. I do know she got the Power!!!  That’s all. (for time being)     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S: For those who are lost perhaps, Soli Soli. Dun worry, I have joke for you guys today.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man appears before Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates.  “Have you ever done anything of particular merits, son?” enquires Pete.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Well, I can think of one thing,” the man offers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“As I was in Bali and came across a gang of bikers threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn’t listen. So approached the largest and most heavily-tattooed of the lot, smacked him hard on the head, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring and told him to leave her alone or answer to me.”  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I see,” said Pete, *highly impressed.*“and when did this happen, my son?” asked Pete.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Oh,” replies the man, “just a couple of minutes ago.”  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114829802695078560?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114829802695078560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114829802695078560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114829802695078560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114829802695078560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/perkhidmatan.html' title='Perkhidmatan?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114821330655059605</id><published>2006-05-21T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:08:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to tell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 21, the month is May in the year of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain!!! Today raining pretty heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week pretty busy!!! The Life in the Spirit Seminar in a way aggravated the situation. So many places to run around, so many things at the office to finalise. But did I experience anything during the LSS? Of course! But that is another story to be revealed in due course. SO all the while am I in a good mood? IT is suppose to be. Since I am still high in the spirit. But not until when that incident occurred. As a matter of fact, Cornel was curious this morning why I complaint so much, about the time, the delay, the food etc etc. Ya, I no longer in good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: Hi, boss. What you doing?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Driving. Ya, what you WANT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: Err… did Ah xxxxx call you lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Ya. He also told me something..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot:  It is not what you think. &lt;/span&gt;She is just a normal friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* %Gdd&amp;$#0%)%)$&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: I believe what Ah xxxxx has told me, He know what he saw&lt;span&gt;………there is no reason for him to &lt;span&gt;lie…….No only Ah xxx saw, Ah ccccc saw you with the gal also……Are you saying both of them are blind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Idiot:...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: I haven’t told her yet. Doesn’t mean I would not when she is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: ………………………………….&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: I got to hang up. For time being I dun think you need to call me. I dun want to talk to you. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what the *beep* my friend is thinking. (I dunno why I still want to keep his name anonymous).The time when he got his gf, he was telling how lucky is he to be able to get his dream gal. He is really a “beep*. How can he treats her like that. Ya, the real reason I haven’t told my friend about him going out with another gal is because I dunno how to tell. I also dun know how to start. I dun have the courage to tell her what Ah xxxxx and Ah cccccccccc has saw at the restaurant. Or should I let it as it is, let her discover his true nature by her ownself. Urgggg…….I have enough things to worry oredi. Why the list seems to be getting longer and longer. *beep* *beep*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Rain stop oredi.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;P/S: I better tell something cheerful. This afternoon Chin was sharing a joke."Rev so and so was holding a bottle of hard liquor. Rev: If i bless this liquor, it will become holy spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not funny? Ya, I agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Next time no more posting this kind of stupid joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114821330655059605?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114821330655059605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114821330655059605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114821330655059605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114821330655059605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-to-tell.html' title='How to tell?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114819688862360924</id><published>2006-05-21T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:34:48.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一首简单的歌</title><content type='html'>这世界太复杂&lt;br /&gt;混淆我想说的话&lt;br /&gt;我不懂  太复杂的&lt;span&gt;问法&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;什么样的礼物  能够永远记的住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;让幸福别走的太仓促&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;云和天   叶和花   从来不需要说话 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;断不了  依然只牵挂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;唱情歌  说情话   只想让你听清楚   我爱你   是唯一的 倾诉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;写一首简单的歌    让你的心情快乐   爱情就象一条河难免会碰到波折 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;这一首简单的歌并没有什么独特   好象我    那么的平凡却又深刻 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直在思考让你了解我的好    却忘了 常常对你微笑 &lt;br /&gt;失去的   忘记的   我会尽力去弥补   你是我最珍贵的财富 &lt;br /&gt;写一首简单的歌 让你的心情快乐   爱情就象一条河 难免会碰到波折&lt;br /&gt;这一首简单的歌 并没有什么独特   好象我那么的平凡却又深刻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114819688862360924?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114819688862360924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114819688862360924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114819688862360924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114819688862360924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_114819688862360924.html' title='一首简单的歌'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114819628012373595</id><published>2006-05-21T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:24:40.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>裡面？外面？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;人都傾向於把自己行差踏錯的責任先推到環境之上，會埋怨自己的不好是身邊人，甚至社會所造成的。但事實真是這樣麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「從外面進去的，不能污穢人，惟有從裡面出來的，乃能污穢人。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這話說得對，當你發覺自己總是在犯錯，總是不快樂，總是不能自拔，與其埋怨時勢迫人，際遇坎坷，遇人不熟，倒不如認真問自己一次，弄致這田地，難道不是自己的心先失守嗎？會不會是一開始，我們便沒有好好保護過自己的心呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那心要怎樣保護呢？我想，應至少給它留下一個防線吧，那道防線要在環境來臨以先已設定，它的作用該是為我們的人生定位，我們的心若先站穩了腳，便不致隨波逐流，左搖右擺，也不會總感到自己是不由自主地被外在的因素牽著走。環境是破壞不了人的內心的，只有心先壞，環境才起得了催化的作用，因此，不好把全世界都拉進來作逃避責任的藉口。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要為自己的心注射預防針，若待情況來臨時，才再想自己的定位立場，往往已經太遲，因為在那一刻，你心靈中沒有被好好堵住的缺口，很可能會缺堤，然後，我們便會迷亂，開始做錯決定，走向歪路。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身邊常會聽見聲音說：「我本來不是這樣的，若不是因為.........，我才不會..........。」這聲音有時來自別人，有時則來自自己的內心。但縱觀人生，不也有很多在惡劣環境中也能茁壯健康地成長的生命嗎？這是因為他們在接受任何人生的訓練以先，先選擇了訓練自己的心。訓練心的堅定，使之強壯，也是一種保護。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個被照料健康的心靈，足以扭轉每一個惡劣的外在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114819628012373595?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114819628012373595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114819628012373595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114819628012373595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114819628012373595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_21.html' title='裡面？外面？'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114808472235975356</id><published>2006-05-20T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T08:25:22.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God'incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I was chatting with Shane *blah blah blah*, I told her that the Lifeline just sent off the Youth Missionary from bagiuo. Now they are in KL and pretty soon will be going to Singapore. WOW! Wat a God's coincident!!! apparently her youth group will be sponsoring their stay in Singapore and their tickets back home. Guess, the world is not that big afterall when come to doing God's works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*somenone was asking what happen to the remaining part of the beggar's story, so so soli brather, give me some time,  abit bussssssyyyyyy lately.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114808472235975356?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114808472235975356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114808472235975356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114808472235975356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114808472235975356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/godincident.html' title='God&apos;incident'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114792719448702300</id><published>2006-05-18T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:39:54.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so down!!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so sooooooooooooooooooooooo !!!?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that you want to share something but you cannot tell because of some circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engaku ever feel that you want to share something but you worry that the person will betray your trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that you want to share something but you dun know who is the right person to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that you want to share something but deep down you dun want people to know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that you want to share something but you only wish that the persons you dun want to know, knows it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that you want to share something but you wish you can retract your words after you tell if things dun works out as you expect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah engkau ever feel that………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true, I tell you………… every decision that you make will change your life.. so think twice before you do it...... there is always more than one path for you to choose to go.. and it is all depend on you.. nobody knows what is going to happen.. only God knows... have faith in Him for HE know well the plans HE have in mind for you, plans for your welfare, not for woe! plans to give you a future full of hope….So be strong and take courage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this looks like a legacy of LEXMAS???  and inspired by Lane*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Deer Deer in KL now, hope she can ta pau baskin robbin for me.hehehe* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114792719448702300?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114792719448702300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114792719448702300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114792719448702300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114792719448702300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-so-down.html' title='Why so down!!???'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114788159910369096</id><published>2006-05-17T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:59:59.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask I would not answer</title><content type='html'>Weak I am, truly I know,&lt;br /&gt;Myself I control cannot, hold myself I cannot,&lt;br /&gt;Dun know why to have feeling like this,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling's like being wronged for mistakes that I shouldn’t made,&lt;br /&gt;Attaching to the secular world still I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad things joining hand as friends,&lt;br /&gt;Appeared without warning and out of my expectancy,&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how should I feel, answer is a commodity I could not offer,&lt;br /&gt;Torment brought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Pain and mental anguish that seems never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I done any wrong to deserve this,&lt;br /&gt;Is this path the mistake I have made,&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty is now my greatest enemy,&lt;br /&gt;Feels like crying over someone's shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;But who should I lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help cannot I seek now, beyond my control it is indeed,&lt;br /&gt;At time, I could just disappear is my wish,&lt;br /&gt;As though its have not happened,&lt;br /&gt;I might escape, I might avoid, to save my soul of being tormented,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not how things should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened, but life goes on surely must,&lt;br /&gt;To give way for what's new it is to come, not for what's gone,&lt;br /&gt;Memories are mine to treasure, and a heart that never seems to heal,&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty once in a while, feeling there is a lot more I should have do,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just thinking too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114788159910369096?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114788159910369096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114788159910369096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114788159910369096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114788159910369096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/ask-i-would-not-answer.html' title='Ask I would not answer'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114760665779655686</id><published>2006-05-14T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T19:37:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the position of Liturgical Dance in the Mass? Are they a total no-no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The other day, Vone was asking Avatar whether has liturgical dance been approved for mass by the Holy See. (* During the conversation, I do learned something new from her, the word ‘Bethlehem apparently also means “once upon of time” lolz*). According to Vone, it seems Water was of the view that it is prohibited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised her I will ask my Sifu in Kuching about this (*too lazy to find the answer myself*). Unfortunately, Sifu din mention much about it (*Sifu must be very very busy!!!*). So much for the “shortcut”, guess I have to ransack my bookshelf again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, dancing is more common in the Evangelical churches (*that’s why Terry was puzzled why dancing is such a rarity in the Catholic Church*). If one were to check in the Bible dance was used as an expression of joy at worship or festivals. Perhaps, the most famous reference in the Bible would be 2 Sam 6:14, where King David is said to have danced before the Ark of the Covenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far as I understand, we don't at present have an up or down statement from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vatican.va/roman_curia/congregations/ccdds/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. In other words, there has not been an express declaration from the Holy See approving or prohibiting liturgical dance in toto. The closer document that I can obtained is the 1975 commentary on "religious dance" in an article appeared in Notitiae II (1975) 202-205 published by the Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments entitled "&lt;em&gt;The Religious Dance, an Expression of Spiritual Joy&lt;/em&gt;" (hereinafter referred to as “&lt;strong&gt;Notitiae&lt;/strong&gt;”).(P/S: This document has been labeled as a "qualified and authoritative sketch”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notitiae&lt;/strong&gt; inter alia states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Theoretically, it could be deduced from that passage that certain forms of dancing and certain dance patterns could be introduced into Catholic worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nevertheless, two conditions could not be prescinded from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;The first: to the extent in which the body is a reflection of the soul, dancing, with all its manifestations, would have to express sentiments of faith and adoration in order to become a prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The second condition: just as all the gestures and movements found in the liturgy are regulated by the competent ecclesiastical authority, so also dancing as a gesture would have to be under its discipline.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notitiae&lt;/strong&gt; further states that dance in Western culture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“…is tied with love, with diversion, with profaneness, with unbridling of the senses: such dancing, in general, is not pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For that reason it cannot be introduced into liturgical celebrations of any kind whatever: that would be to inject into the liturgy one of the most desacralized and desacralizing elements; and so it would be equivalent to creating an atmosphere of profaneness which would easily recall to those present and to the participants in the celebration worldly places and situations."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Notitiae appears to prohibit liturgical dancing in western culture. But Notitiae did mention that some churches have accepted the practice of dancing. It also mentioned in some cultures, religious dance do plays a role in the Liturgy. And Notitiae also indicated that “&lt;em&gt;If the proposal of the religious dance in the West is really to be made welcome, care will have to be taken that in its regard a place be found outside of the liturgy, in assembly areas which are not strictly liturgical. Moreover, the priests must always be excluded from the dance.&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Opinion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun see any problem with liturgical dance as long as it fulfills the two conditions laid down in Notitiae and save that these are filtered by the authority before hand and accepted as appropriate. But I need to emphasize that if the dance does not in any way enhance the mass and help the congregation to participate better in the communal cerebration of the Eucharist, then better dun dance in the church at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Addendum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cardinal Francis Arinze, prefect of the Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments, has publicly criticized the introduction of dance into the Liturgy, as it risks reducing this sacred rite to a spectacle at a Conference held at Bloomingdale, Ohio in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the Cardinal responded to a question on "liturgical dance":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;There has never been a document from our Congregation for Divine Worship and Discipline of the Sacraments saying that dance is approved in the Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question of dance is difficult and delicate. However, it is good to know that the tradition of the Latin Church has not known the dance. It is something that people are introducing in the last ten years -- or twenty years. It was not always so. Now it is spreading like wildfire, one can say, in all the continents -- some more than others. In my own continent, Africa, it is spreading. In Asia, it is spreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some priests and lay people think that Mass is never complete without dance. The difficulty is this: we come to Mass primarily to adore God -- what we call the vertical dimension. We do not come to Mass to entertain one another. That's not the purpose of Mass. The parish hall is for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all those that want to entertain us -- after Mass, let us go to the parish hall and then you can dance. And then we clap. But when we come to Mass we don't come to clap. We don't come to watch people, to admire people. We want to adore God, to thank Him, to ask Him pardon for our sins, and to ask Him for what we need.&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand me, because when I said this at one place somebody said to me: "you are an African bishop. You Africans are always dancing. Why do you say we don't dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment -- we Africans are not always dancing! [laughter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, there is a difference between those who come in procession at Offertory; they bring their gifts, with joy. There is a movement of the body right and left. They bring their gifts to God. That is good, really. And some of the choir, they sing. They have a little bit of movement. Nobody is going to condemn that. And when you are going out again, a little movement, it's all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you introduce wholesale, say, a ballerina, then I want to ask you what is it all about. What exactly are you arranging? When the people finish dancing in the Mass and then when the dance group finishes and people clap -- don't you see what it means? It means we have enjoyed it. We come for enjoyment. Repeat. So, there is something wrong. Whenever the people clap -- there is something wrong -- immediately. When they clap -- a dance is done and they clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that there could be a dance that is so exquisite that it raises people's minds to God, and they are praying and adoring God and when the dance is finished they are still wrapped up in prayer. But is that the type of dance you have seen? You see. It is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most dances that are staged during Mass should have been done in the parish hall. And some of them are not even suitable for the parish hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw in one place -- I will not tell you where -- where they staged a dance during Mass, and that dance was offensive. It broke the rules of moral theology and modesty. Those who arranged it -- they should have had their heads washed with a bucket of holy water! [laughter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make the people of God suffer so much? Haven't we enough problems already? Only Sunday, one hour, they come to adore God. And you bring a dance! Are you so poor you have nothing else to bring us? Shame on you! That's how I feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody can say, "but the pope visited this county and the people danced". A moment: Did the pope arrange it? Poor Holy Father -- he comes, the people arranged. He does not know what they arranged. And somebody introduces something funny -- is the pope responsible for that? Does that mean it is now approved? Did they put in on the table of the Congregation for Divine Worship? We would throw it out! If people want to dance, they know where to go&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR: Since the position is still not crystal clear, feel free to draw your own opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114760665779655686?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114760665779655686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114760665779655686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114760665779655686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114760665779655686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-is-position-of-liturgical-dance.html' title='What is the position of Liturgical Dance in the Mass? Are they a total no-no?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114745158970521976</id><published>2006-05-13T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:52:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEXMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grateful that today is a public holiday, manages to clear out some of the outstanding matters like getting all my books organized which i should have done it long long time ago. ( *Just bought a new bookshelf hehehe.*) Finally, finally and finally…. I also manage to watch MI3 this afternoon with Cornel and Vick. Great movie! Thinking of getting the DVD copies of MI1 and MI2. Most importantly, I also managed to finish some of the Smallville’s season 5 series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/1600/lex-family.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/200/lex-family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, the episode entitled LEXMAS really struck me and thought provoking. This is a really good and special episode. It was nice to see how things could have been if Lex Luthor made different decisions. In this episode, Lex Luthor is shot by some criminals who wanted to steal his car and falls into a coma. He dreams that his late mother visits him and shows him the life he could lead if he: (1)walks away from his father and LuthorCorp (*with consequences of losing everything, *meaning money and power* he possesses now*) and (2) friends with Clark Kent. In this alternate life, Lex is happily married to Lana Lang, have a son called Alexander and also expecting a second child.  So, what you can see in this episode Lex finally got everything he wanted to (especially the part where he finally got the gal he wanted all this while (Lana)) and it’s the first time you saw him genuinely happy. Unfortunately, Lana (in the alternate life) died and there was nothing that Lex could do (since he had left LuthorCorp, he lacks the means and resources to save Lana’s life). In Lex's point of view, what happen in his dream (alternate life) is a life of pain. In the end, his turn to evil was a tragic one.  It was his father who finally pushed him to the edge. ( *all those Smallville’s fan out there would know what I meant*). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My point is that this is the first episode that actually revealed the true transformation of Lex Luthor (*of becoming superman’s greatest nemesis*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have been following Smallville since season one you would have seen how Lex grow into evil, but in this episode, this is what turn him into who he wants to be in the future. When he lived a life of happiness and joyfully, his wife, Lana died and he had no money or power to save her. After Lex regained consciousness, he chose the life of money and power, because after all he realized from his dream that only money and power will secure his happiness and life (albeit wrongly!!!). And Lex had this to say: "&lt;em&gt;And you know what the secret to living happily ever after is? Power ! Money... and power ! Since when you have those two things, you can secure everything else. And keep it that way.&lt;/em&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode started or I would say decided Lex’s fate in his never ending battle against Clark, the Superman in future. By the way, this episode wasn't just a Christmas special, but was the birth of an evil on earth, Lex Luthor!!! (*unlike the birth of a saviour Jesus Christ who saved the world*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that this episode leads me to ponder that there is really a thin line between making the right choice or decision in our daily life; for just a moment, a decision that we make may change our life completely(rightly or wrongly). Things could have been worked out differently, if we make the right choice or discernment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If your eye is clear, your whole body will be filled with light..If then, the light inside you is darkened, what darkness that will be!" (Mt 6:22-24)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114745158970521976?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114745158970521976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114745158970521976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114745158970521976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114745158970521976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/lexmas.html' title='LEXMAS'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114741921842831206</id><published>2006-05-12T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:33:38.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Journey Prisca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just received news that Prsica's visa has been approved and she is all set ready to go for the mission outreach trip to Ghana which is organised by the ICPE. (*for those who dun know what is ICPE abt, it stand for Institute for World Evangelisation &lt;a href="http://www.icpe.org/"&gt;http://www.icpe.org/&lt;/a&gt; *). In view of the possible political unrest and diseases not to mention what sort of people you may meet over there, indeed it is a very courageous step for her to take and to go and serve God's people again. God's grace is really upon her and she has responded well to the call of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry, Prisca, we will continue to pray for you during your trip in Ghana. If HE is with you nothing is against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and have a safe journey!!! Hope to meet up with before you left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*By the way, dun forget to bring back some diamond or ruby stone for me. Hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114741921842831206?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114741921842831206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114741921842831206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114741921842831206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114741921842831206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/safe-journey-prisca.html' title='Safe Journey Prisca'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114730836521677103</id><published>2006-05-11T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T08:46:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eucharistic Mystery Calls For Our Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cardinal Francis Arinze, Prefect of the Congregation for Divine Worship and Discipline of the Sacraments recently delivered the keynote talk at Westminster Cathedral on 1 April 2006, as part of a special afternoon event 'Hearts and Minds, devoted to thinking about and celebrating the Liturgy of the Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text of Cardinal Arinze's talk, 'The Eucharistic Mystery Calls For Our Response' follows below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Many events in the Church in the last three years have in a special way oriented our attention to the Holy Eucharist. In April 2003, the Servant of God, Pope John Paul II, gave to the Church the beautiful Encyclical Letter, Ecclesia de Eucharistia. At his direction, the Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments issued the Instruction, Redemptionis Sacramentum in March 2004. A special Eucharistic Year declared by Pope John Paul was celebrated by the whole Church from October 2004 to October 2005. The October 2005 Synod of Bishops has the Eucharistic mystery as its theme. In this specially Eucharistic climate, it is fitting that we now reflect on what the Lord Jesus asks of us in this mystery of the Holy Eucharist. The Eucharistic mystery calls for our response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Holy Eucharist: Christ's inestimable gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin with a statement of fact. The Holy Eucharist is Christ's inestimable gift to his Church. He did not just live for us, work miracles, teach us, and suffer, die and rise again for love of us and for our salvation. He found a wonderful way to continue to be with us and to associate his Church with his sacrifice in a sacramental way. The Second Vatican Council summarises our faith in the Eucharistic mystery: "At the Last Supper, on the night when He was betrayed, our Saviour instituted the Eucharistic Sacrifice of His Body and Blood. He did this in order to perpetuate the sacrifice of the Cross throughout the centuries until He should come again, and so to entrust to His beloved spouse, the Church, a memorial of His death and resurrection: a sacrament of love, a sign of unity, a bond of charity, a paschal banquet in which Christ is consumed, the mind is filled with grace, a pledge of future glory is given to us" (Sacrosanctum Concilium, 47; cf also Catechism of the Catholic Church, 1323).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Eucharist is sacrifice, sacrament and presence. As sacrifice, the Holy Eucharist is the sacramental re-presentation of the paschal mystery, that is, of the suffering, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. "Do this as a memorial of me" (I Cor 11:25) is the injunction that Jesus gave his Church through the Apostles. At Holy Mass Jesus Christ associates the Church with himself in the offering of himself to God the Father. The Mass is offered for four principal motives: adoration, thanksgiving with praise, asking pardon for our sins with reparation, and requesting for what we need for body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Eucharist is also Sacrament of the Body and Blood of Christ. At consecration the bread is no longer bread, it becomes the Body of Christ; the wine is no longer wine, it becomes the Blood of Christ. The Council of Trent teaches us that in the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Eucharist "the body and blood, together with the soul and divinity, of our Lord Jesus Christ and, therefore, the whole Christ is truly, really and substantially contained" (DS, 1651; cf CCC, 1374). The Real Presence of Christ in the Holy Eucharist is therefore very much a part of our Catholic faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is present as our Eucharistic Lord. This type of presence is very special. It surpasses all other forms of presence. It is much more than his presence in the Word of God proclaimed in the liturgical assembly, or his presence in the people of God gathered in worship, or his presence and action in the priest celebrant, or even his presence and action in all the other Sacraments. We call the presence of Christ in the Holy Eucharist the Real Presence (cf Paul VI: Mysterium Fidei, 39; Sacrosanctum Concilium, 7; CCC, 1374), because it is a very special presence, his presence par excellence. In front of this inestimable gift and mystery, what does Jesus ask of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that Jesus asks of us is faith. When God speaks to us, we are expected to listen, to receive, to believe. We are not expected to challenge, to doubt, to argue, or to hive half a dozen lawyers or even theologians who are to find out more facts from him before we decide what our attitude should be. This would be most disrespectful, indeed stubborn and unbelieving. We should not behave like those Jews who on hearing Christ promise that he would give them his body to eat and his blood to drink, refused to believe and retorted: "How can this man give us his flesh to eat?" (Jn 6:52). Indeed those unbelieving disciples "returned to their former way of life and no longer accompanied him" (Jn 6:66). Rather we should in total faith reply like St Peter who spoke on behalf of the believing Apostles when Jesus asked if they also would go away: "Master, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. We have come to believe and are convinced that you are the Holy One of God" (Jn 6:68-69). Here are words of a person of faith. Peter believes because Jesus the Son of God has spoken. And God is neither deceived nor can he deceive. Peter does not need to understand how. It is enough for him to know that Jesus has spoken. Faith is an act of total trust in God who is Truth itself. It is a personal adherence of man to God. The act of faith is most reasonable because it is entirely and supremely reasonable for us human beings to accept what God has said, to entrust our everything &amp;shy; will, intelligence, future, prospects &amp;shy; to him. Indeed, the person who refuses to believe God is unreasonable, arrogant, insolent and most foolishly self-sufficient. Moreover, God's grace makes supernatural faith possible: "Believing is an act of the intellect assenting to the divine truth by command of the will moved by God through grace" (St Thomas Aquinas II-III, 2, 9; cf. Vat I: Dei Filius, 3 in DS 3010; CCC, 155, 156).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith does not make everything clear to us. It is a sacrifice of our intelligence and will. But it calls on us to meditate on what God has revealed, to read the Holy Scripture, to compare one article of revelation with another, in short to seek understanding, as far as our puny powers of intelligence can go. Theology is faith seeking understanding, says St Anselm (cf Prosl. Prooem.: PL 153, 225 A; also CCC, 158). St Augustine puts it this way: "I believe, in order to understand; and I understand, the better to believe" (Sermo 43, 7, 9: PL 38, 257-258). All of us will not rise to the dizzy theological heights of St Thomas Aquinas and St Augustine. But all of us can read the Bible, the Catechism of the Catholic Church, and from time to time some good book on the teachings of the Fathers of the Church, of the General Councils, and the magisterium of the Popes. In this way our faith is nourished, strengthened and promoted. And we are better equipped to articulate it, to give to anyone who asks of us a statement of what we believe and the reason for our faith (cf I Pet 3:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Adoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoration is consequent on our Eucharistic faith. If we believe that the Sacrifice of the Mass is a sacramental re-presentation of the Sacrifice of the Cross, and that Jesus is really, truly and substantially present in this august Sacrament, adoration is going to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mass is the supreme act of adoration, praise and thanksgiving which humanity can offer to God. We owe everything to God: life, family, talents, work, country. Moreover God has sent us his only-begotten Son for our salvation. At Mass we offer God this supreme acknowledgment of his transcendent majesty and thanksgiving for his magnificent goodness towards us. Moreover, at Mass we associate ourselves with all creation in acknowledging the greatness of God. God is not our equal. He is not our colleague. He is our Creator. Without him we would not exist at all. He is the only necessary being. It is normal that we acknowledge this fact. Those who refuse to adore God must not decorate themselves with the apparently nice title of liberal intellectuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are to call a spade a spade, we shall inform such people that they are unreasonable, ignorant and blind to most obvious facts. A child who refuses to recognise his parents is not a liberal. He is a brat. Would it be wrong to call him stupid, and unaware of common sense, and even of his own best interest? And God is to us much more than parents are to their children. On the other hand, God is not a rival to us human beings. He is not a threat. He is not a killjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our loving Father. He is Providence. He takes care of every detail regarding our life. When we adore him, praise him and thank him, we not only do not demean ourselves. Rather we begin to realise our greatness. Our acknowledgment of God's transcendent reality elevates us. The shepherds in Bethlehem and the Magi were all the better because they adore the Child Jesus. St Anselm, St Augustine, St Thomas Aquinas, St Teresa of Avila, St Thérèse of the Holy Child Jesus, St Benedicta of the Cross (Edith Stein) and Albert Einstein were all the greater because they offered the sacrifice of t eir intelligence to God the Creator. Christians must not allow themselves to be misled by the errors of a secularistic mentality which lives as if God did not exist. Man is not the centre of reality. God is. By adoring God through the Holy Eucharist, we pay this due tribute to God's transcendence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Manifestations of Adoration and Reverence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not superfluous for us to mention some of the ways in which adoration and reverence manifest themselves regarding the Eucharistic mystery. We&lt;br /&gt;human beings are body and soul. External gestures can manifest our faith, strengthen it and help to share it with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way in which we celebrate the Mass has great importance. This applies first of all to the priest celebrant, but also to deacons, minor ministers, choirs, readers and every other participant, each in that person's own role. The way the priest celebrates the Holy Eucharist affects the congregation in a very special manner. If he celebrates in such a way that his faith and devotion shine out, the people are nourished and strengthened in their Eucharistic faith, the weak in faith are awakened and everyone is sent home energized to live and share the faith. Such a priest has knack or skill of celebration with dignity, faith and devotion for the Eucharist of which the October 2005 Synod of Bishops emphasised the importance (Synod Proposition, 25). We manifest our adoration of our Eucharistic Jesus by genuflection whenever we cross the area of the tabernacle where he is reserved. It is reasonable where he is reserved. It is reasonable for us to bend the knee before him because he is our God. This is a way in which adoration is shown to the Holy Eucharist in the Latin Rite Church. The Oriental Churches and Benedictine Monasteries have the tradition of a deep bow. The meaning is the same. Moreover, our genuflection should be a reverential and deliberate act and not a careless bending of the knee to the nearest pillar characteristic of some people in whom over-familiarity with the tabernacle seems to breed hurried and nonchalant movements. As is well known, Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, now Pope Benedict XVI, has written beautifully on the sense of the act of genuflection. (cf. J. Ratzinger: The Spirit of the Liturgy, Ignatius Press, San Francisco, 2000, p. 184-194). As for those who may ignore the significance of this gesture, it may be well to remember that we are not pure spirits like the angels. A Protestant once was visiting a Catholic church in the company of a Catholic friend. They passed across the tabernacle area. The Protestant asked the Catholic what that box was and why a little lamp was burning near it. The Catholic explained that Jesus the Lord is present there. The Protestant then put the vital question: "If you believe that your Lord and God is here present, then why don't you genuflect, even prostrate and crawl?" The superficial Catholic got the message. He genuflected. Everyone can thus see why the tabernacle of the Most Blessed Sacrament is located in a central or at least prominent place in our churches. It is the centre of our attention and prayer. The October 2005 Synod of Bishops emphasised this point (cf Prop., 6, 28, 34). In some of our churches some misguided person has relegated the tabernacle to an obscure section of the church. Sometimes it is even so difficult for a visitor to locate where the tabernacle is, that the visitor can say with truth with St Mary Magdalene: "They have taken my Lord, and I do not know where they laid him" (Jn 20:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also show our adoration and reverence towards the Holy Eucharist by silence in church, by becoming dress and postures at sacred celebrations, by joining other people in singing, giving responses, and gestures such as sitting, kneeling or standing, and by general care over whatever has to do with Eucharistic worship such as reading, discipline in church and tidiness in altar and sacristy equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I say a further word on the importance of silence in our churches and chapels. Movements of silence help us to prepare for the celebration of Mass. During Mass, a few minutes of silence help us to meditate on the lessons, the Gospel and the homily just heard. Silence after receiving Jesus Holy Communion is a time for personal prayer to Our Lord. At the end of Mass and at all other times in church, silence is a mark of reverence for God's house and especially for Jesus present in the tabernacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some church rectors have the habit of playing recorded soft music as a background in churches almost the whole day outside Mass. This is doubtless well-intentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a mistake. People enter churches to pray, not to be entertained. They are not tourists in a museum or music hall. They need silence in order to concentrate on the tabernacle, or even to reflect on the statues, sacred images which are ongoing catechesis, and the figures of the Way of the Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually in the Church of the Latin Rite from the Middle Ages, Eucharistic devotion has developed in such forms as visits to the Most Blessed Sacrament, personal and group Holy Hour of Adoration, and Eucharistic Benediction, Procession and Congress. None of us should behave as if he or she had outgrown such manifestations of faith and had no need of them. I mention in particular Eucharistic adoration as encouraged by Pope John Paul II (cf Mane Nobiscum Domine, 18) and by the Synod of Bishops of October 2005 (cf Prop., 6). Some parish priests have been surprised by their parishioners signing up for adoration at all hours of day or night. I was told about a Congregation of Sisters in Mexico which has kept up perpetual adoration for 130 years, including the years of persecution. Genuine Eucharistic faith never fails to manifest itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Observance of Liturgical Norms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the celebration of the Holy Eucharist, the observance of liturgical norms is one of the ways in which we show our Eucharistic faith. To a person who asks why there should be liturgical norms at all, we answer that the Church has the right and duty to promote and protect the Eucharistic celebration with appropriate norms. Christ gave the Church the essentials of the Eucharistic celebration. As the centuries rolled by, the Church, under the guidance of the Holy Spirit, developed details on how the mysteries of Christ are to be celebrated. Being an hierarchical society, the Church also manifests her nature and structure in the celebration of the Holy Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mass is the most solemn action of the sacred liturgy, which is itself the public worship of the Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Liturgy", says Pope John Paul II, "is never anyone's private property, be it of the celebrant or of the community in which the mysteries are celebrated. Priests who faithfully celebrate Mass according to the liturgical norms, and communities which conform to those norms, quietly but eloquently demonstrate their love for the Church" (Eccl. de Euch., 52). At the direction of Pope John Paul II, the Congregation for Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments, in collaboration with the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, issued the Instruction Redemptionis Sacramentum in March 2004 "precisely to bring out more clearly this deeper meaning of liturgical norms" (Eccl. de Euch., 52).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It follows that individuals, whether they be priests or lay faithful, are not free to add or subtract any details in the approved rites of the celebration of the Holy Eucharist (cf Sacrosanctum Concilium, 22). A do-it-yourself mentality, an attitude of nobody-will-tell-me-what-to-do, or a defiant sting of if-you-do-not-like-my-Mass-you-can-go-to-another-parish, is not only against sound theology and ecclesiology, but also offends against common sense. Unfortunately, sometimes common sense is not very common, when we see a priest ignoring liturgical rules and installing creativity &amp;shy; in his case personal idiosyncracy &amp;shy; as the guide to the celebration of Holy Mass. Our faith guides us and our love of Jesus and of his Church safeguards us from taking such unwholesome liberties. Aware that we are only ministers, not masters of the mysteries of Christ (cf I Cor 4:1), we follow the approved liturgical books so that the people of God are respected and their faith nourished, and so that God is honoured and the Church is gradually being built up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eucharist and Mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the Mass the deacon, or in his absence the priest, says to us "Ite, Missa Est". Our celebration is over. Go now to live and share with other people what we have received, heard, sung, meditated and prayed. The Mass sends us on mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first duty which the Eucharistic celebration enjoins on us is to live the faith and share it with other people. Evangelization in the express form of proclamation of salvation in Jesus Christ is a priority (cf Paul VI: Evangelii Nuntiandi, 22). We must share with other people "the supreme good of knowing Christ Jesus" (Phil. 3:8). Every Catholic - priest, consecrated person or lay faithful &amp;shy; will do this according to that person's vocation and mission in the Church and in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Eucharistic celebration Jesus is also sending us to show Christian solidarity with the poor, the hungry, the sick, the imprisoned, and the needy in general. At the Last Supper he himself washed the feet of his Apostles, thereby teaching us mutual love and service as an injunction of the Holy Eucharist (cf Jn 13: 1-15). He taught us that the last judgement will be based on whether we have shown love and solidarity towards the needy (cf Mt 25: 31-46). Pope John Paul II says that the authenticity of our Eucharistic celebration can be judged from how we love the poor and people in difficulty (cf Mane Nobiscum Domine, 28).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his first Encyclical Letter, Deus Caritas Est, Pope Benedict XVI illustrates beautifully how love of God necessarily carries with it love of neighbour. The Holy Eucharist promotes both in a magnificent way. The Holy Father says: "The saints &amp;shy; consider the example of Blessed Teresa of Calcutta &amp;shy; constantly renewed their capacity for love of neighbour from their encounter with the Eucharistic Lord, and conversely this encounter acquired its realism and depth in the service to others" (Deus Caritas Est, 18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and Sisters in Christ, in the Eucharistic mystery our beloved Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ is giving us the inestimable gift of himself. He asks for our response. Shall we refuse to pay him back with love? May the Most Blessed Virgin Mary obtain for us the grace to respond with generosity, with constant faith, with heartfelt adoration and with apostolic dynamism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114730836521677103?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114730836521677103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114730836521677103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114730836521677103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114730836521677103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/eucharistic-mystery-calls-for-our.html' title='The Eucharistic Mystery Calls For Our Response'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114726546197758432</id><published>2006-05-10T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:51:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story- Part 1 of 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night I went to Capstone with my pang &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; Deer Deer……(first time there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, really impressive. Lots of christian books!!!......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: “Hey, you still remember the story you gave me about this begger many years ago”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deer Deer: “Ya, I remember, why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: Great! I want to read that story again lar, is it written by Max Lucado?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deer Deer: No, No, Is by Rick Joyner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: Oh. Okay, you think you can pass the book to me later?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deer Deer: No problem, But I need to dig it out from the box.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: How long? for you to find the book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deer Deer: Not long, shoudn’t take more than five.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: Great. Remind lme ater to take the book from you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this story, so touching. Until now, I still cannot forget this story. Dun know why today, I wanted to read it again so badly. For the whole day, I told myself no matter what, I must asked that book from Deer Deer. So finally, after sending Deer Deer home, she passed the book to me and  I proceeded to Chapel. *Thank God, She found it*. Awesome! HE spoke to me again through the story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is how the story goes:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He then stopped and I turned to look at those in the thrones next to us. We were still in the place where the very highest kings were sitting. Then I recognized a man who was close by.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“Sir, I know you from somewhere, but I just cannot remember where.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“You once saw me in a vision,” he replied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I immediately remembered, and was shocked! “So you were a real person?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“Yes,” he replied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I then began to remember the day when, as a young Christian I had become frustrated with some issues in my life. I went out into the middle of a battlefield park near my apartment and determined to wait until the Lord spoke to me. As I sat reading my Bible I was caught up into a vision one of the first that I ever had.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;In the vision I saw a man who was zealously serving the Lord. He was continually witnessing to people, teaching and visiting the sick to pray for them. He was very zealous for the Lord, and had a genuine love for people. Then I saw another man who was obviously a tramp or a homeless man, A small kitten wandered into his path and he started to kick it, but restrained himself, but still shoved it rather harshly out of the way&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;with his foot. Then the Lord asked me which of these men pleased Him the most.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“The first,” I said without hesitating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“No. the second,” He responded, and began to tell me their stories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The first man had been raised in a wonderful family, which had always known the Lord. He grew up in a thriving church, and then attended one of the best Bible colleges. He had been given one hundred portions of His love, but he was using only seventy-five.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The second man had been born deaf. He was abused and kept in a dark, cold attic until he was found by the authorities when he was eight years old. He had then been shifted from one institution to another where the abuse continued. Finally he was turned out on the streets. To overcome all of this the Lord had only given him three portions of His love, but he had mustered every bit of it to fight the rage in his heart to keep from hurting the kitten.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[...to be continued/bersambung.....]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114726546197758432?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114726546197758432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114726546197758432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114726546197758432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114726546197758432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/story-part-1-of-3.html' title='The Story- Part 1 of 3'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114726414464196399</id><published>2006-05-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:29:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dua Puluh Sen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One day, at a local malay restaurant near my office (*the one opposite DBKK*), I was having lunch with Ah Meo……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Encik ada dua puluh sen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Dua puluh sen? untuk apa cik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Encik kena bayer dua puluh sen. Soup kosong dua puluh sen encik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Dua puluh sen!?!?!? Soup kosong bukan free ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ah Meo was smiling at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I continued to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Cik kenapa saya kena bayar dua puluh sen? Kawan saya pun order soup kosong juga. Tapi awak tidak                  minta sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Ya cik, kawan kau kena bagi free, sebab dia order nasi putih. Yang encik order nasi goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: *What!?!?!?!?....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Mana you punya boss? Saya nak cakap sama dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: boss tiada, boss besar tidak datang sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: siapa lagi saya boleh cakap, siapa supervisior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick Tat, Tick Tat, after 5 minit one malay lady came. *I din even dared to drink the soup kosong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Apa masalah, encik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Tadi, you punya staff minta saya bayar ini soup kosong, macam mana ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: memang betuk encik, encik kena bayar dua puluh sen. sebab encik panggil nasi goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: cik, awak tengok makanan kawan saya, dia order nasi putih dan campur sama ayam. Saya order nasi goreng campur ayam juga. Kenapa saya kena bayar.  Sama boss ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lady: Ya boss sama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avatar: Berapa saya punya nasi goreng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: satu ringgit setengah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: harga nasi putih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Seringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Macam mana ni cik, bukan saya tak mau bayar, tapi memang tiada logic betul ni, apa pasal nasi goreng lagi mahal sama nasi putih, yang makan nasi putih kena bagi free soup kosong. yang order mahal kena bayar lebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ah Meo continued smiling there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: memang betul nasi goreng mahal, sebab nasi goreng kena goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: *Ha!?!?!?!?!?!....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: memang undang-undang kami sini kena bayar dua puluh sen untuk soup kosong kalau encik  buka minta nasi putih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: * Wa lau eh, undang-undang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: Apa undang-undang cik, ini tidak logic betuk, tiada common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finally, the big guy Ah Meo opened his mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Meo: Heiya, cik dua puluh sen saja, kasih free lar. Lain kali kami datang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: encik, tiada apa lar, hari ini kita bagi free. Lain kali kena bayar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: *ya right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Meo: I think you better dun come here, they marked your face already, next time you order, they going to put something on your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: No problem lar, you think I going to come to this place again meh. So so tidak logic wan. If i come i come with my friend from the Jabatan Kesihatan, baru dia tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114726414464196399?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114726414464196399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114726414464196399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114726414464196399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114726414464196399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/dua-puluh-sen.html' title='Dua Puluh Sen'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114722106595245581</id><published>2006-05-10T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:31:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hu is the new leader of china?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Received this joke from my friend, so so funny. Thought of sharing it to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:    Condi!  Nice to see you.  What's happening?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Sir, I  have the report here about the new leader of China.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:    Great.  Lay it on me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu is the new leader of China.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   That's  what I want to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   That's  what I'm telling you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   That's what I'm asking  you.  Who is the new leader of China?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   I mean the fellow's name.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   The guy in China.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   The new leader of China.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   The main man in China! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu is  leading China.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Now  whaddya' asking me for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   I'm telling you, Hu is  leading China.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Well,  I'm asking you.  Who is leading China?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   That's the man's name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   That's who's name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Yes.  George:   Will you, or will you not, tell me the name of the new leader of China? Condi:   Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Yassir?  Yassir Arafat is in China?  I thought he's dead in the Middle East.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   That's correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Then who is in China?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Yassir is in China?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   No, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Then who is?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Yes, sir.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Yassir?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   No, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  Look Condi.  I need to know the name of the new leader of China.  Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Kofi?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   No, thanks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:  You want Kofi?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   You don't want Kofi.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  No.  But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk.  And then get me the U.N. Condi:   Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  Not Yassir!  The guy at the U.N. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:  Kofi?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  Milk!  Will you please make the call? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:  And call who?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  Who is the guy at the U.N?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Hu is the guy in China.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   Will you stay out of China?!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:   Yes, sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:   And stay out of the  Middle  East!  Just get me the guy at the U.N. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Condi:  Kofi.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George:  All right!  With cream and two sugars.  Now get on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114722106595245581?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114722106595245581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114722106595245581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114722106595245581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114722106595245581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/hu-is-new-leader-of-china.html' title='Hu is the new leader of china?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114692926608164689</id><published>2006-05-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:27:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>After ferring the members home, by the time i came home is oredi 2.30am. Ding Dong Ding Dong went to bed at 3am. Then woke up at 6am and go to work, then.......so sleepy talk other time...zzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114692926608164689?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114692926608164689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114692926608164689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114692926608164689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114692926608164689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114655348543498624</id><published>2006-05-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:04:45.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernatural- The Hunt begins 4 May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Supernatural &lt;span&gt;is a tale of two brothers, bound by destiny and disaster to battle the evil forces of the paranormal. Poles apart, the Winchester brothers are compelled to travel all around the country to hunt out the eerie creatures of urban legends and folklore that you thought were all just made-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When their mother, Mary, was taken from the family 22 years ago by unseen evil forces, the brothers' father John embarked on a mission against the supernatural to avenge his wife's death. Bringing the two young boys with him on his strange missions, John brought them up to hunt and fight the unexplained – whether they wanted to or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Winchester (Jared Padalecki) is the younger brother – the "normal" one. A law student trying to escape the eccentric lifestyle his father mapped out, Sam gladly traded his ghost-hunting for college and a perfect girlfriend, and hasn't seen his brother Dean (Jensen Ackles, Smallville) for 4 years. When the latter turns up suddenly on Sam's doorstep with the news that their father has vanished, he has little choice but to join Dean in a search for their father. (axn-asia.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catch the Season 1 premiere at AXN on 4 May 2006, 10.oo p.m.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114655348543498624?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114655348543498624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114655348543498624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114655348543498624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114655348543498624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/supernatural-hunt-begins-4-may.html' title='Supernatural- The Hunt begins 4 May'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114654396252944628</id><published>2006-05-02T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T12:26:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repost: The Law of Equivalent Exchange</title><content type='html'>Alphonse Elric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is the law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only, truth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114654396252944628?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114654396252944628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114654396252944628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654396252944628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654396252944628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/repost-law-of-equivalent-exchange.html' title='Repost: The Law of Equivalent Exchange'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114654384404092583</id><published>2006-05-02T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T12:24:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Wrong!</title><content type='html'>Something wrong with my post on the Law of Equivalent Exchange, the text gone missing just like that. (is that a sign?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114654384404092583?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114654384404092583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114654384404092583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654384404092583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654384404092583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/something-wrong.html' title='Something Wrong!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114654305553455281</id><published>2006-05-02T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T12:10:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God</title><content type='html'>John 3:16-17:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him might not perish but might have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114654305553455281?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114654305553455281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114654305553455281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654305553455281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114654305553455281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/law-of-equivalent-exchange_114654305553455281.html' title='The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114653180284998323</id><published>2006-05-02T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T12:08:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;John 3:17-18:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him might not perish but might have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114653180284998323?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114653180284998323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114653180284998323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114653180284998323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114653180284998323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/law-of-equivalent-exchange-vs-love-of_02.html' title='The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114649928060181081</id><published>2006-05-01T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:01:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wouldn't Go Back</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't go back,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't go back to that life I used to live,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't go back I'm never going back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all behind me,&lt;br /&gt;So don't you remind me,&lt;br /&gt;It's all too vivid in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I chose to leave it all behind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me on whatever it takes, Oh Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Before the night I knelt And asked God to forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;The pain I felt, the tears I shed, the loneliness inside,&lt;br /&gt;I still recall that night one Fall,&lt;br /&gt;How close I came to ending my life,&lt;br /&gt;Just before You came lying on my bed,&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling over my head kept screaming " Who are you anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;What could I say? Sitting in my living room,&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down my face,&lt;br /&gt;Life was such a waste 'til I met You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus! I wouldn't go back,&lt;br /&gt;Never again, I wouldn't go back To that life I used to live,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114649928060181081?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114649928060181081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114649928060181081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114649928060181081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114649928060181081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-wouldnt-go-back.html' title='I Wouldn&apos;t Go Back'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114645544949761714</id><published>2006-05-01T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:50:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜歡嗎？</title><content type='html'>有人問：「你為什麼喜歡一個人？」我只能夠說出為什麼不喜歡一個人，卻說不出為什麼喜歡一個人。&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;喜歡一個人，是一種感覺；不喜歡一個人，卻是事實。事實容易解釋，感覺卻難以言喻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情是忽然有一個人，我們覺得一見如故，很想靠近他，很想擁抱他。以後，無論快樂或哀愁，我們也想不起當初為什麼愛他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有當我們不愛一個人時，才會找出不愛他的原因，因為我們開始挑剔。任何一個人，只要你去挑剔，一定找得出缺點。越去挑剔，缺點越多，我們便可以說出為什麼不喜歡他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們想買一件衣服時，即使發現它有小小的瑕疵，埋怨幾句，也肯將就，因為就只有這一件，而且我們太喜歡它了，瑕不掩瑜嘛！假使我們根本不想買那件衣服，它的小小瑕疵便成了致命傷。我們會更努力地找出其它缺點，譬如質料不夠挺、顏色太鮮艷，向售貨員證時，我們不是隨便來逛逛的，我們有認真考慮過的呀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;分手可以有很多原因，結合卻只有一個原因， 原因就是－－不需要原因。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Love has a way of blinding even the sharpest minds. We don't look because we don't want to see. But once love is stripped away, we see the real person clearly. There revealed to us, with all their flaws, their foibles, and their secrets." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Author known but intended to be anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114645544949761714?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114645544949761714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114645544949761714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114645544949761714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114645544949761714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='喜歡嗎？'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114644822876806313</id><published>2006-05-01T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:50:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at Labuan now!!! For a while I was thinking whether to go back or not. As you know, the BM Youth will be launching their new ministry (Hati Kudus....oops can't remember the name of the ministry!) on Sunday, 30.4.2006, at SHC. I was planning to attend the launch and give them some moral support (as an observer of the event only (lol!)). Anyway, the Lord laid on my heart that I should be back home to spend some time with my mom during this holiday. I realised that I should be part of the answer to my prayer for her. So here I am -home sweet home !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To divert a bit, many people were actually asking about what I have experienced at the Freedom Camp 2006 at Bundu Tuhan, I din’ really talk much about the camp, even to my closest friends, Cornel (my own Aaron, who always intercede for me, as Aaron supported Moses's arm at the battle between the Israel and the Amalekites, see Exodus 17:9-13 (my favourite passage!!!)). Same with Vivian who also asked me the other day at a coffee shop, whereby I gave her only a really vague reply. Honestly, I do find it quite difficult to share my experience at the Camp (dun ask me why, i dun know either). Perhaps, things may change now. On Sunday, I attended the mass with my brother at the Blessed Sacrament Church. Rev Kessel happened to be the cerebrant, he gave a really good sermon on the spirit of Easter. At that moment, I received a prompt from the Lord that I should starts sharing with others about the Camp, at least about my experience during the Nailing of the Cross session. So, since the ‘Big Boss’ had given a direct order to me, maybe I will talk about the camp in my next post, but not now…. still need to finish some of my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcript: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM was commenting on my blog the other day. She said that the way i write in the post, akin to writing a submission to the Judge (hehehe); AM, I can't help it at this point of time, that is what I do every day mah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114644822876806313?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114644822876806313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114644822876806313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114644822876806313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114644822876806313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-home.html' title='Back Home!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114641579721854969</id><published>2006-05-01T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:49:57.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodoh and Sochai</title><content type='html'>Last nite was a good nite for me, but not tonite. Bodoh and Sochai, why u betrayed me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114641579721854969?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114641579721854969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114641579721854969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114641579721854969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114641579721854969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/bodoh-and-sochai.html' title='Bodoh and Sochai'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114641532472721033</id><published>2006-05-01T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T09:00:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;John 3:17-18:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him might not perish but might have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114641532472721033?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114641532472721033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114641532472721033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114641532472721033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114641532472721033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/05/law-of-equivalent-exchange-vs-love-of.html' title='The Law of Equivalent Exchange Vs The Love of God'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114640332421550798</id><published>2006-04-30T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:22:04.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtues</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honesty is respect for Truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Compassion is Love of others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valor is Courage to stand up against risks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Justice is Truth, tempered by Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sacrifice is Courage to give oneself in name of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honor is Courage to seek and uphold the Truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spirituality is to seek Truth, Love and Courage from one's own self and the world around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Humility is the opposite of Pride - the absence of Truth, Love or Courage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114640332421550798?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114640332421550798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114640332421550798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114640332421550798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114640332421550798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/virtues.html' title='Virtues'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114637010010847853</id><published>2006-04-30T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:08:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGIVEN by Thomas Blackshear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/1600/forgiven.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/400/forgiven.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting features a contemporary man in a pose of despair and more than ready to fall on the ground (hmm...macam saya!!). Notice that in one hand he was holding a mallet and the other a large spike. What it reminds us of? The absolute truth that each of us (hereinafter the word "us/we" is inclusive of myself) is responsible for Christ's death on the cross (so dun blame either the Jews or Pontius Pilate again!). IT is a strong reminder that we are nailing Jesus on the cross again and again everytime we fall into sin. YET, he is there everytime trying to lift us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christ's love still shines in the face of the wretch humanity that destroys, destroys and continue to destroys!!! But Christ forgives, forgives and still forgives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will forgive our blindness to His presence in our life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114637010010847853?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114637010010847853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114637010010847853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114637010010847853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114637010010847853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/forgiven-by-thomas-blackshear.html' title='FORGIVEN by Thomas Blackshear'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114627509983801307</id><published>2006-04-29T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:44:59.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found Allies!!!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As i was reading Matthew 26:53 which read as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Do you think that I cannot call upon my Father and he will not provide me at this moment with more than twelve legions of angels?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm...., would this verse implies to mean that since I am a child of God, would I be able to call on the angelic to assist me when i need help also?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Great! Finally I found something to do. As i was looking through all the notes, magazine and books i could find in my library, Psalm 91 was repeatedly mentioned in respect on the topics of Angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"You who dwell in the shelter of the Most High, who abide in the shadow of the Almighty,&lt;br /&gt;  Say to the LORD, "My refuge and fortress, my God in whom I trust."&lt;br /&gt; God will rescue you from the fowler's snare, from the destroying plague,&lt;br /&gt; Will shelter you with pinions, spread wings that you may take refuge; God's faithfulness is a      protecting shield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="v5"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You shall not fear the terror of the night nor the arrow that flies by day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="v6"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nor the pestilence that roams in darkness, nor the plague that ravages at noon.&lt;br /&gt;Though a thousand fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, near you it shall not come.&lt;br /&gt;You need simply watch; the punishment of the wicked you will see.&lt;br /&gt;You have the LORD for your refuge; you have made the Most High your stronghold.&lt;br /&gt;No evil shall befall you, no affliction come near your tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God commands the angels to guard you in all your ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="v12"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With their hands they shall support you, lest you strike your foot against a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You shall tread upon the asp and the viper, trample the lion and the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whoever clings to me I will deliver; whoever knows my name I will set on high.&lt;br /&gt;All who call upon me I will answer; I will be with them in distress; I will deliver them and give them honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="v16"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With length of days I will satisfy them and show them my saving power. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Psalm 91 says that God will provides for all His children who find themselves in dangerous circumstances. And HE promises to rescue us from: the snare of the Fowler, the destroying pestilence, the terror by night, the arrow by day, and from plagues, the wicked, evil, and affliction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Psalm 91 did use the words "&lt;em&gt;For God commands the angels to guard you in all your ways&lt;/em&gt;...". Then in verse 13,  it says, "&lt;em&gt;you shall tread upon the asp and the viper; trample the lion and the dragon&lt;/em&gt;". Hmm...notice that it says, "&lt;strong&gt;you shall&lt;/strong&gt;". So It is "I/we" who do it! By what power? By the power of God, of course. That is "our" authority!!!. Paul did say that "if God is for us, who can be against us?" (Rom 8:31). So if God is for us, logically everything that is of God is for us, too. (right?). If i am correct, then we should always call on the angelic to fight the battle for us in the spiritual realm. Not forgetting that We will even judge the angels (1Cor.6:3). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope i am right on this, Cornel any comments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114627509983801307?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114627509983801307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114627509983801307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114627509983801307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114627509983801307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-found-allies.html' title='I found Allies!!!???'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114627214258977980</id><published>2006-04-29T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:00:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>兩個天使 [Two Angels]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;有兩位天使來到一個富有的家庭，想在那裡過夜。這個家庭態度粗魯，且拒絕讓天使住在他們的客房裡，只肯讓他們睡在冰冷的地下室。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當他們在硬梆梆的地板上鋪床時，比較年長的天使看到牆上有一個洞，就把它補起來。年輕的那位天使看到他這樣做，就問他為什麼？年長的天使回答說：「事情不像表面上看起來的那樣」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二天，這對天使來到一個很窮的家，但是住在這裡的農夫和他的太太卻十分好客。他們與天使分享僅有的少量食物之後，讓他們睡在他們自己的床上，好使他們好好睡一晚。第二天早上，天亮, 天使發現這位農夫和他的太太在哭泣，因為供應他們牛奶、帶來唯一收入的一頭乳牛，死在田裡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年輕的天使很生氣地問年長的天使：「你怎麼可以讓這事發生？第一個人什麼都有，你卻幫助他。」他接著指控說：「第二個家庭雖然擁有那麼少，卻樂於分享一切，你卻讓他們的乳牛死掉！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那位年長的天使回答說：「事情不像表面上看起來那樣。當我們在這家的地下室過夜時，我注意到牆壁的洞裡藏著黃金，既然這家的主人如此貪婪，又不願意與人分享他的財富，所以我就把這洞封起來，免得讓他找到。而最後一晚我們睡在農夫的床上，死亡之神來找他的太太，我用那頭乳牛來代替她，事情不像表面上看起來那樣。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候事情發生的剛好不是它應該發生的樣子，如果你有信心，你只需要信任每個結果都會對你有好處，雖然你可能後來才會知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the EG translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every out come is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some people come into our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and quickly go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some people become friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and stay a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;leaving beautiful footprints on our Hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we are never quite the same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;because we have made a good friend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this is special...live and savor every moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FRIENDS, PERHAPS Right Now -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is very proud of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is thinking of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is caring about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody misses yous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants to talk to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants to be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody hopes you aren't in trouble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is thankful for the support you have provided.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants to hold your hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody hopes everything turns out all right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants you to be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants you to find him/her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is celebrating your successes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants to give you a gift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody thinks that you ARE a gift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody loves you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody admires your strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody is thinking of you and smiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody wants to be your shoulder to cry on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/s: Sam, Tambi, Jay, Mit, Jan, Lyn, i miss YOU ALL!!! HOPE to see you guys soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114627214258977980?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114627214258977980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114627214258977980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114627214258977980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114627214258977980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/two-angels.html' title='兩個天使 [Two Angels]'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114618431737485291</id><published>2006-04-28T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:31:57.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not too good in giving advises in this sort of crisis. So please take this as my considered view only. I do not think that you are being too choosy. It is absolutely reasonable and obvious that you do not want to make a quick and wrong decision. And I concur. So, I am sure you will find the perfect girl for you. But please bear in mind that I do not think this girl should be 100 percent perfect as this never exists. Draw a list in your mind of the kind of attributes you seek in a partner. Try to get a girl that fits most of your criteria and bridge the remaining gaps through communication. Thats is the best way I think. Oh, the most important thing is pray without ceasing......................................................(for the rest of the advice, please check your email, OKAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(credits should be given to Vinny also, Vinny, you know what I mean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114618431737485291?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114618431737485291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114618431737485291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114618431737485291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114618431737485291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-whom-it-may-concern-i-am-not-too.html' title=''/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114618422009553300</id><published>2006-04-28T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:30:31.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do good people suffer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After my usual fellowship with Cornel at the SHC Canteen (not omitting the fact that he also complaining why it took me so long to finish my cup of KoPi O), then I proceeded to my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routine, routine and routine, to sit down and check my email. While browsing through my inbox, I note that there is a new mail from my good friend from KL. Knowing the fact that what he had being through, in his mail, he posed a classic question to me: WHY DO GOOD PEOPLE SUFFER?” Hmm….I does recall last year my friend did ask me exactly the same question. (right Vinny?). Is this a true fact of life (rebuttable or irrefutable?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years in my journey of faith, I have the opportunity of meeting people from various classes of life (this includes people who are non-Christian). More often than not, other does like to share their problem with me. It is not such a big problem of keeping all of the sharing to me (in secret and P &amp; C!) However, the obstacle I faced is really how not to get myself emotionally and personally involved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I do have question too. Why God? Why do good people always have to suffer? Perhaps, the exact and correct answer only God knows. But what I do know is that one primary reason God allows us to suffer is so we can identify with others in our prayers. Until and unless we suffer, we tend to stereotype others who suffer as inferior and weak. (Hmm… may be something he did in his past life…No, no, no, cancel that in Jesus name, Christian dun believe in reincarnation!!!). Consequently, we have little patience with them without realizing the truth that (may be the absolute truth) Christ lived among the rejected and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day, when you avoid pain, you limit your usefulness to God. But when you suffer and through the comfort you receive in your trials, you may learn to comfort other. (Perhaps you may want to check 2 Cor 1:4 which implies that if we have never needed comforting, we won’t know how to comfort others.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the circumstances, you may be able to pray effectively for others since you can identify with their needs, spiritually and emotionally, you would be able to feel what they feel and understand their hurts. In short, when you share in another’s pain, trust me, you will pray with an earnestness you have never known before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dun forget that God is always with us, He felt what we felt and He will never abandon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a psalmist would sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Though the fires burn around me&lt;br /&gt;Though the tempest rage and roar&lt;br /&gt;And the cares of life come to steal my heart away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the giant stand before me&lt;br /&gt;Though the enemies draw near&lt;br /&gt;And the voices come to discourage and dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prepare a table for me&lt;br /&gt;And You bid me come and dine and I rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;With a confidence divine&lt;br /&gt;I will stand on the hope I have in you&lt;br /&gt;I can rest in the hope I have in You&lt;br /&gt;I can walk in the hope I have in You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for those interested in knowing the theological aspect of it you may want to read the following reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Excerpts from the Encyclical Letter of John Paul II, Feb. 11, 1984- “Salvific Doloris”- on Christian Meaning of Human Suffering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Human suffering evokes compassion; it also evokes respect, and in its own way it intimidates.” “Insofar as the words "suffering" and "pain", can, up to a certain degree, be used as synonyms, physical suffering is present when "the body is hurting" in some way, whereas moral suffering is "pain of the soul". In fact, it is a question of pain of a spiritual nature, and not only of the "psychological" dimension of pain which accompanies both moral and physical suffering The vastness and the many forms of moral suffering are certainly no less in number than the forms of physical suffering. But at the same time, moral suffering seems as it were less identified and less reachable by therapy.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Christianity proclaims the essential good of existence and the good of that which exists, acknowledges the goodness of the Creator and proclaims the good of creatures.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Love is also the richest source of the meaning of suffering, which always remains a mystery: we are conscious of the insufficiency and inadequacy of our explanations.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114618422009553300?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114618422009553300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114618422009553300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114618422009553300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114618422009553300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-do-good-people-suffer.html' title='Why do good people suffer?'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114614899593681752</id><published>2006-04-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:43:15.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Journey Unfailing Love!!!</title><content type='html'>One of my virtual friend is goin to Redang tomorrow (eh AM i hope i got the destination right), arGHHH!!!.... how i wish i can take some days off for a holiday, so I goin to miss her for a while. Cant kacau her until she's back (hmm....how come lately most of my virtual friends are not in town? IC in Sg now, VC in KL now and TT in China!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i have an interesting chat with my little sister (she always call me Tai Lu) on gal and guy relationship. Guess, after the long conversation with her, i starting to understand why some gals behave like that, hehehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, so late oredi, better go sleep now otherwise tomorrow cant make it to church again. I had missed my mass tis morning, seem like HE is not very happy with it. Lucky Terry L din buzz me today, so no homework tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, HK congra of you winning the big case today, you have JP twice this week!!! I am really proud of you. Gd9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114614899593681752?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114614899593681752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114614899593681752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614899593681752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614899593681752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/safe-journey-unfailing-love.html' title='Safe Journey Unfailing Love!!!'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114614703593490051</id><published>2006-04-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:11:32.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Father's Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/1600/mychild1.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 28px" height="51" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/320/mychild1.0.gif" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You may not know me, but I know everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;I know when you sit down and when you rise up.&lt;br /&gt;I am familiar with all your ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even the very hairs on your head are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;For you were made in my image.&lt;br /&gt;In me you live and move and have your being.&lt;br /&gt;For you are my offspring.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you even before you were conceived.&lt;br /&gt;I chose you when I planned creation.&lt;br /&gt;You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book.&lt;br /&gt;I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live.&lt;br /&gt;You are fearfully and wonderfully made.&lt;br /&gt;I knit you together in your mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;And brought you forth on the day you were born.&lt;br /&gt;I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love.&lt;br /&gt;And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.&lt;br /&gt;Simply because you are my child and I am your Father.&lt;br /&gt;I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.&lt;br /&gt;For I am the perfect father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.&lt;br /&gt;For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.&lt;br /&gt;My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you with an everlasting love.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore.&lt;br /&gt;And I rejoice over you with singing.&lt;br /&gt;I will never stop doing good to you.&lt;br /&gt;For you are my treasured possession.&lt;br /&gt;I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to show you great and marvelous things.&lt;br /&gt;If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me.&lt;br /&gt;Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;For it is I who gave you those desires.&lt;br /&gt;I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine.&lt;br /&gt;For I am your greatest encourager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you.&lt;br /&gt;As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.&lt;br /&gt;He is the exact representation of my being.&lt;br /&gt;He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you.&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.&lt;br /&gt;His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love.&lt;br /&gt;If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever separate you from my love again.&lt;br /&gt;Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been Father, and will always be Father.&lt;br /&gt;My question is…Will you be my child?&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Your Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/1600/almightygod1.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 55px" height="55" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7727/2847/320/almightygod1.0.gif" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114614703593490051?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114614703593490051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114614703593490051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614703593490051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614703593490051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-fathers-love-letter.html' title='My Father&apos;s Love Letter'/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27114911.post-114614267030906194</id><published>2006-04-27T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:57:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurray! I in now. This is ONLY A trial post, I STILL need time to get use to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27114911-114614267030906194?l=avatarevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/114614267030906194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27114911&amp;postID=114614267030906194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614267030906194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27114911/posts/default/114614267030906194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avatarevolution.blogspot.com/2006/04/hurray-i-in-now.html' title=''/><author><name>AVATAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16152422044833963050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
